He was a tad bit too late. He couldn't find Alpha Conri when he went to his room and to every part of the castle where the whole Cassidy bloodline – his relatives that are against him to death, is trailing behind him, wanting to get his hands on him and kill him.
Beta Farkas panted as he stopped on the rooftop, where the cold breeze has touched his wounded cheeks and bruised body, his eyes looking at the distant forest where the dim lights of the city are far away. He turned around and there was Kalim walking from behind wearing a huge smile on his face and wearing the crown of the former Alpha – Alpha Conri's father.
The Beta spitted on the ground and looked at him with remorse and anger, "How dare you wear the crown of the Alpha?!"
"Ah, this, you mean?" The traitor innocently asked, looking up and patting on his crown that fits just right on his head, "You see, this crown is mine now! I am technically the Alpha – and the King now!"
