The next morning seemed to come a lot quicker than usual but then again, we didn’t get much sleep last night, wink, wink. Anyway, we got dressed and made our way to the packhouse for breakfast, by the time we got there everyone was seated and eating. I took my seat while Damien went and served our plate. “So, did you two make a decision?” Dad asked as Damien walked back into the dining room. “I know all of you talked about last night.” He smiled. He knew that we wouldn’t be able to not talk about it. “All of you young pups sitting here are the future of this pack. You have to think about the future of us all as a whole...”
“Dad...” Damien tried to interrupt.
“Son, let me finish.”
“Dad.” Damien called him, getting his attention. “We decided to accept the responsibility of becoming King a
