At Ravenclaw Pack, the news of Soren stripping Drake of his alpha title had escalated. He was expected to leave the mansion with immediate effect.
That morning, Drake was in the room he shared with Aphrodite. There was an opened box in front him, and a few maids were helping him pack his things.
Aphrodite stood by the window, watching him silently.
"What are you standing there for?" He barked at her. "Get the maids to pack your things and the girls. We're leaving."
"No. You're leaving." Aphrodite answered.
Drake frowned and slowly turned around. "What did you say?" He muttered.
"You're the only one leaving, Drake. You were dethroned, not me."
"Aphrodite I don't have time for meaningless talks. Go pack your things right now."
"No!" Aphrodite snapped. "I am still the luna of Rav
