After talking with Lyne and Boris, Nathan left them in the safety of the well-guarded room overseen by his trusted men from his Blue Moon Pack, one of the five main packs that formed the Convel Society. Aspen, the current Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, who was also his cousin, was currently outside waiting for him.
He approached him in a professional manner. "King Nathan…" he whispered with a sigh.
Nathan could read his facial expressions, already knowing that the man would want to talk to him telepathically for privacy reasons.
[We need to have a concrete plan. I fear that this sudden turn of events will cause chaos to form inside the society.] Aspen advised through their telepathic link. [You're already well aware that a few of our members are already against you sitting on the throne, correct?]
