Third persons POV,
"Ahh," Clara sighed loudly as she fixes the plate she had just finished cleaning into the kitchen cabinet looking as if the world has nothing interesting about it anymore.
"Clara, would you stop sighing already?" An old lady the pack's cook turned to look at the young girl and all Clara did was sigh one more time.
"I like the previous Alpha better," Clara said listlessly earning herself a scold from the cook.
"I thought you always said he'd make a better Alpha?" The woman questioned with a shake of her head as the young girl stared at her with a blank expression on her face.
"Finish what you're doing and stop speaking words that might lead to your early demise," the old lady scolded and All Clara did was sigh before continuing to put the plates up.
The whole pack was in frenzy things were no longer what they were. This was the first time in the history of Ash howlers pack that they were getting a new alpha out of the blue.
