LEON.
“My king, the elders request your presence" my beta, Clark says in my office.
He was finally back from the pack meeting with the other packs under me, which he went as my representative because his father had just died.
My plan was already set in motion, before long, the truth would be revealed.
“Ah… Racheal really did tell” I said in an amused tone dropping my ball pen on my desk, and grabbing my glass of whiskey.
"What news?” He asked oblivious to the happenings in the pack.
"About my relationship with Mia” I said, carefully watching his reaction which morphed into one of confusion.
"Relationship? You're bedding Mia?” He said in a low tone, a trace of hurt in his voice.
“Not really" I trailed sipping my drink, my lips placed in a thin line as the liquid burned my throat.
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