"Are you going to stop me too?" Master Sky asked. Then a sigh came out of his lips, "It's too late. We can't go back to where we used to be. This place is no longer the place all of you want to be."
"Do you wish to be the next Alpha King?" Gavin asked.
Master Sky's jaw tightened, eyes boring into Gavin's own as he responded, "It is hopeless to have a kingdom with an irrational king, don't you think so too? Your father, your brothers - they are all ill in the head. Only you are capable to be the next ruler but you too have developed your flaws by being attached to the wrong person. Fate, is it really something we can decide over? If choosing mates is what you and the rest with higher positions have developed over the years, isn't it safe to say choosing the next king shouldn't be relied upon what the previous customs had laid? Your bloodline is already tainted by the worst traditions and customs, don't you think it's time it must be stopped?"
