BLACKFOREST REIGN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The following day when they arrived home, it was around 11 in the morning. Pat had taken his time to get home and Pran was in no position to rush him.

They had spent the night away from all the drama and both of them didn't want the short peace they had to come to an end so soon.

Once they arrived, it had been the same time the High Council had just finished with its back to back meetings and people were now dispersing.

Pat and Pran had excused themselves from these meetings.

Pat didn't take a liking to them and Pran didn't enjoy how they always argued back and forth not to mentioning finding faults them and their reign.

Looking at their faces, the members had some foul expressions on, some angered, some annoyed and just then Pran saw Ezekiel coming out of the High Council chanced, in between the mass.

He held his gaze, what was he doing here? He glanced at Pat who had already seen him.

"Good day!"

Ezekiel greeted with a smile on his face,

"How are we today?"

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Pat asked.

"I own 40 percent of the production of this town. Obviously I need to attend these meetings"

Pat ignored him and walked away, too tired to throw banter with him. When Pran was about to follow Pat behind, Ezekiel stopped him,

"I need to talk to you" he demanded.

Pran ignored him and began walking away, but Ezekiel once again stopped him,

"I mean it. It's important"

His hand was firm on Pran's arm, holding him for people to see.

Pran snatched his arm away glancing around before motioning for Ezekiel to follow him.

Pran navigated through the hallways up until they entered inside his office. He and Pat had their own offices around the High council buildings for better conduct of things.

"What is it?"

"Nice office. Although I feel like it could do with a little redecoration to match your youthful nature"

Ezekiel mentioned, his eyes scanning the office.

"I don't have time for this. Say what you want to say and leave"

"No need to be harsh. We all friends here"

Silence.

"Don't tell me you're still mad about the whole hybrid thing?" he let out a taunting smile.

Cesor growled deep inside of him and Pran could feel the anger wanting to burst out of him.

Cesor's anger was pushing Pran back some more and Pran began to have little control.

In a swift turn, Pran's eyes immediately turned yellow, allowing Cesor to take control.

Ezekiel stared back at him, a smile now turned into a smirk.

"Now, who may you be?. Pran's wolf. What's your name?"

"There's nothing more I want to do than to kill you right now",

Cesor's deep voice resonated around the room.

"But you can't. I have power over you. You and your human person"

"I don't care much about that. If it was up to me, I would definitely allow Pat to become a hybrid if it meant getting rid of garbage beings like you"

Ezekiel's smile fell,