~ CASIMIR ~
I didn't leave Ghere and the servants until hours after dinner, and even when I was finally alone, I was left cursing under my breath because that fucking tension that had been raising my hackles since the moment I woke, didn't ease.
I had spent the entire day edgy and frustrated, and I wasn't even sure why. There were some tensions with the humans, a few scuffles between neighboring Alphas, but nothing significant. Nothing that warranted the tight muscles that made me want to roll my head to loosen my neck, and the itch between my shoulder blades.
I had thought it was the constant presence of servants and calls for my attention and decision-making. It was the life of an Alpha. Particularly a King. And it wearied me at times.
When I stepped out of the council chambers to walk back to my rooms, my heels beat a drum on the stone floor in the tunnels that echoed ahead and behind.
