Fated To The Werewolf Huntress novel Chapter 3

Damien's POV

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

Thoughts of me ascending the throne, assuming the post of the next alpha 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".

"I need no much saliva wasted,we all have canal and appropriate knowledge of this lost asset. A MOON GODDESS CHOSEN MATE. Finding a Luna appears to be an impossible task towards Damien,he's yet to feel the hot strawberry and vanilla alluring stinch meant in pulling mate's together ,he's yet to receive the moon goddess's blessings and as sad it is for me to say,am afraid him acquiring the alphas throne excluding blessings from the moon goddess's is some what impossible" he explains,eye studying my rage brewing expressions.

"Preventing and avoiding rage filled out burst,the council in general has agreed allocating second opportunities to every desiring participants of the golden Alpha's Title".

"A minimum of thirty days has been allocated to Damien, giving him enough time to provide his moon goddess's chosen mate. Failure to do so after exhausting the thirty days permanently opts him outta the competition, paving an opportunity for the younger prince Drake and if within the allocated thirty days Drake reveals his moon goddess's chosen mate, then without doubt,debate or arugurment earns the golden Alpha's Title throne.

"What becomes our fate, actually the packs fate if both alpha princes likely emerge unsuccessful after exhausting the allocated thirty days" A council member questions, earning Sly grins from Logan.

"Nice question general Gordon o" his grin broadens.

"Well,if at an avenue both princes emerge unsuccessful,then the golden throne and royalty around them will certainly be stripped away and handed over to an non royal werewolf family capable of revealing his moon goddess chosen mate within a limited time of thirty days" he responds, finally popping my rage filled bubble.

"Oh screw this,this sounds all messed up,I don't believe dad was every crowned the alpha using this method,I smell conivation" I protest.

"I really am sorry prince Damien but this really is stated within our traditional rules and none currently stands above tradition,our traditional rules deserves abidiance, nothing else" the junk mouthed Logan chips in, earning pain laced chuckles from me.

I seriously am in disbelief viewing the once clustering council members stand tall and firmly, uttering dumb constitutions never heard or spoken of within red blood pack.

"During dad's era,he for once never surpassed through crappy thirty days minimum allocation,after a week or two he was sincerely crowed alpha and never surfed past through some dumb rules never enlisted within red bloods constitution" I rage ,battling my slowly creeping out fangs.

"Son calm down,I believe they have reasonable explanations regarding the change of rules" Mom pleads but surprisingly since birth,her pleading voice develops zero effect within me.

"Well those past alphas before coronation always provide their mate's standing firmly besides them,your inability to finding a mate before coronation sincerely is the first within red bloods history,it never has occurred with previous chosen Alpha's" he explains, sounding unborthered.

"It never has occurred before signifying you developed this rule because never has anyone spoken of it,not even dad" I chuckle, blowing their hidden cover.

"Like I earlier mentioned,I really am sorry but your major problem ain't me, it's you both being alphas,both must be given a chance and the best chosen, choosing a leader overnight amongst you both certainly isn't much of a wise idea" he explains,dawinng the least expected realization on me.

Drake,that bitch,it's all him,it's been him all along,he conived into publishing this rule to earn a chance at the golden Alpha's title. This explains his wierd quietness all along, certainly his jelousey is worse compared to my imagination.

"I need some time alone" I growl, finally sliding in my crept out fangs before ragingly exiting the palace room having Mom trailing behind me, continuously echoing my name with hope of sliding little understanding into my brains.

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Location: the black eagles werewolf hunter clan.

Kara's POV

Avoiding direct contact with his lavaric flaming gaze,I advert my gaze downwards, mummuring silent prayers to who ever desires them.