Arnold
I made my way directly to the kitchen where my father's lunch was being prepared. Upon my arrival, the kitchen staff froze in place; it was unusual for me to enter this area, which explained their surprise.
The head chef approached me, asking, "What brings the future alpha to this chaotic environment, my Lord?" I surveyed the room, noting how everyone bowed their heads in complete submission. "What is on the menu today, head chef?" I inquired, still noticing his bewildered expression as he replied, "Mashed potatoes and steak, my Lord."
I nodded in acknowledgment, the substance given to me by the cloaked man still resting in my pocket. I questioned whether this was the right course of action, but if I intended to oppose the Crimson Pack, my father needed to be incapacitated.
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