The King's Heir

Chapter 8

Aldren

It's been 15 days since my sperm was generously distributed to the different hospitals/Clinics. It's a vile thing to say but that's the truth. I must ejaculate into a tiny box and hand it to the concerned physician/doctor, and they handle the rest. This has to be done once every 3 days so that they have active sperm available. I am least concerned about it, though; our sperm are hyperactive. But I won't complain; I am ready to give as much as the doctor wants.

This is easy and I am relieved. Jackson and Brandon saved their own life. I was happy and carefree again, but this idea had to work.

I was in the study, taking care of a few documents when I heard a knock.

"Come in."

Reid walks in.

"Your Majesty...we had tackled the problem on the eastern border. We had been tracking the movements of the intruders for weeks now, they had set up a camp near the border. Our border security is tight, still, they were trying to invade our territory. We had to take them down; there were 10 rogues. A couple of our warriors are injured, but nothing they couldn't heal." He reports.

"Hmm...Anything else?" I ask.

"The meeting..." he starts..."I am ready..get the car ready in ten." I stood and walked out of the room. Reid follows me behind.

"You seem to be in a good mood."

"Are you jealous?"

"I'm...happy."

"That's good then."

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I had a complete report of the incident in hand, and I had set up a meeting with other parties. My betas and gammas, along with Jackson and Brandon followed me. We were meeting in a conference hall of a private hotel. We always meet here, if we have to. As I entered, the murmurs silenced. They all reluctantly stood, bowed their heads in submission, and settled back into their seats. I unbuttoned my suit jacket and sat at the table head. I am still their King. Whether they like it or not, they have to show respect.

I glanced around the table werefoxes, werebears and werecats were all seated with their varying heartbeats and temper.

"Last night, there was a breach of treaty, a group of 10 rogues tried to invade our territory, injuring a few of our men. But that's not all, we have to take them down without mercy." I said and observed them.

"So? How is it our problem?"Alex Bennett, a werefox was the first to respond, sitting lazily on the chair.

"They are your kind. How is it the breach?" he chuckles sarcastically eyeing me, which we consider an offence. Nobody eyes the King.

"They must have wandered searching for food or something, and you called a meeting for this?" he exclaimed with a smug smile.

"Rogues don't belong to our pack. They are just like your kind, no pack, loners, don't care for their own kind. They'd better know not to invade us and stay away from us." I breathed slowly calming my nerves.

"The rogues that we took down last night were under a spell, possessed." Gasps and murmurs erupted in the room with a tense atmosphere.

"Who could have done that?" Faltu Paw, a werecat asked.

"Surely, they have a death wish." Eric Brown, head of Werebear, seethed. He was a big, bulky, lazy man, but with good sense. "What else do you know about them?" he asked.

"I know enough to know who has done this," I said and glanced at Bennett. Every eye turned towards him, and he looked uncomfortable and stammered, "Why...why are you looking at me? Are you implying that I have done it?" He gulped and shivered as goosebumps erupted on his skin.

I scoffed at his pathetic attempt to mask his fear. I gestured to Reid to distribute the copies of the detailed report on when they camped, what they did, how they tried to enter our territory and how they were killed, with the photos. We had cameras installed near the border to check their activities. It was not easy to convince other kinds, especially werefoxes, who were cunning and greedy, never sticking to rules. They didn't have morals like us.

We are not allowed to enter others' territory without permission, unless it is in the context of a war declaration. We have a treaty in place. And this was a pure breach. It was a call for war, and this time, if we go with this, we are going to eliminate all foxes in the Kingdom. We are prepared for that.

"Do you have anything to say, Bennett?" I ask, turning to him; he sighs.

"This doesn't imply anything," he says.

"This means someone is commanding these possessed groups of rogues," Pooman said.

"A witch may be." Romeira guessed.

"Good observation," Reid said.

"You have a good number of witches in your pack, maybe someone who doesn't like you must have done this," said Bennett.

"I have recorded the confession from the rogue before he died," I added.

"Do you like to see it?" I asked, his hands clenched, and his jaw twitched at my remark. I smirked.

Every eye turned to him again.

"This is a pure breach of treaty. This is war." I growled and they all flinched. Silence descends in the room. All are on high alert. They flinch again at my little movements.

"Do you want war, Bennett?" I ask again calmly.

"You don't have proof, Kingston," he said, fuming.

They all look at each other.

"Don't you know what happens if I declare war on your kind?" I continued ignoring his words.

"Consider this as my last warning; I won't be so lenient next time. I will make sure to wipe your kind." I state and stand up glaring at him, buttoning my jacket. His jaw clenches and his face becomes dark. I know his fox is on the surface as Osc surfaces too. But, I don't give a f*** about his fox.

Foxes play mind games; they are not good at fighting. We are stronger and faster than they are. If there is war, it's one-sided.

"I hope everybody understood. Nobody will be spared if you go against me, your King." I growled as I leaned forward on the table with both my hands to make an impact.

"And by the way Bennett, how much time does your investigation team need to find your brother's killer?" I asked smugly. He clenched his fists.

"A decade more may be." Reid mocked. His face turned red.

"Liam was a good leader." I pause and continue "Let me know if you need any help in the investigation."

I turned my back on him and the others as I walked out of the room. I ascended the car and seconds later, it started to move.

"When did the rogue confess? Why was I not aware of it?" asked Reid.

"He didn't." Reid looked bewildered.