Fated To The Werewolf Huntress

council meeting

Episode 4
Location: Red blood pack
Damien's POV

Trailing behind mom through the guards crowded hallway towards the palace room, the doors quaking sounds signifying our entrance into the room bestows numerous thoughts into my head.

Thoughts of me ascending the throne, assuming the post of the next alpha of red blood pack bestows goss bumbs over my skin and body.

Though of me wisely leading my faithful and loyal surbodinates into victorious  conquest over various werewolf hunters clan, majorly black eagles hunters clan also sends uncomfortable chills down my spines.

Though me being dad's successor and the next alpha of red blood pack seems stamped and cemented,certain obstacles and foe still need to be overcomed,foes similar to Drake and much more.

His expression and reaction during the previous meeting regarding my ascension over the throne seems off and etches jelousey,his constant and presistent rage filled scoffs and hisses proved his hidden desire for the throne.

And did I forget to mention Drake was adopted?. At the tender age of two,he lost his parents,Lord's and mistress of the blue moon pack extincted by rage filled rouge's attacks. Being the last survival after the death of his all protective beta,he was found lost,a cute infant alpha prince lost within the woods, weeping helplessly in search of a guardian. Also being the all soft hearted and caring woman,mom decides taking him in against dad's will but after much persuasions,he finally adheres accepting Drake as his younger son.

"Prince Damien...."Beta Lucas whispery calls, pulling me back into reality right before the council members and their fierce boring eyes.

"Oh shit" I mumble, staring wiredly towards the slightly embarassed mom seated on a sliver throne beside a way larger empty golden coloured throne.

The golden throne the largest and most respected amongst the trio coloured throne's. The golden throne signifies power and authority,it's a throne meant for the worthies,worthy alpha's alone are previledged to attain that throne and sadly late dad was worthy enough.
Secondly,the silver throne,situated right handed besides the golden throne  meant for Luna's alone,mom has that all wrapt beneath her possession.
And finally, the bronze throne,aquincted to the alphas offsprings,either male or female. It's obviously the least and smallest amongst the trio throne and being two sons, double bronze thrones appear situated besides the golden throne,one directly besides it's left and the other  situated on it's right after the silver decorated throne.

"Hurry up brother,much are yet to be settled" Drake chuckles,once again pulling me outta the dumb imaginary world.

"Am sorry,I really am sorry" I openly apologise before heading to my bronze throne rightly situated besides mom while ignoring the council's lavaric eyes piercing horribly through my skin.

"Tell me I never fell into a traunce right before the council members?" I question mom who lowly nods, battling her threatening laughter which she covers using a sly smile.

"Oh shit,am screwed" I lament, spanking my head,broadening the smile which slowly consumes her face.

Been a while since a smile evolved that pretty face of hers. Never thought of seeing that smile again after dad's death.

"With everyone currently present, I believe commencing our purpose of gathering is best" beta Lucas voices, earning my almost diverged attention.

"Thanks alot beta Lucas but I believe everyone present has appropriate knowledge of our gathering" high ranked werewolf Logan intersects.
During our previous gathering few days ago,we all concluded Damien being best and fit over his brother in ascending the alphas golden throne but in regards to further investigation, Damien here lacks an asset some what making him unfit for the throne".