Edwards Point of View
Finally, the day had arrived.
Coronation Day.
I stood in front of the mirror in my chambers, adjusting the collar of my robe when a sudden burst of laughter echoed behind me. I turned to see the door swing open as four familiar faces barged in like they owned the place.
“Long live the Alpha King!” Malcolm roared dramatically, throwing a piece of fruit at Desmond, who narrowly dodged it.
“Show some respect,” I muttered, chuckling under my breath.
“Respect?” Arlen laughed, arms wide as he strolled in. “It’s a sin to be this calm, Edward. It’s your big day, man! You should be panicking!”
“Or passed out from nerves,” Ryker added, holding up a flask. “Want a sip for courage?”
Desmond sat quietly near the corner, a small grin on his face. Unlike the others, he wasn
