Lyla
Won the war, lost the battle.
I choose Nathan.
I handed over my family's right to the Alpha Sceptre to Nathan, at least until he wants to give it back but from all the stories I've heard, things like that do not easily come back to the original owners.
As I handed the Alpha sceptre to him and watched him accept it with grace and dignity, I knew he was the right choice. Nathan was empathetic and he would make a fine Alpha but the problem was… my mother.
She had looked at me with utter disbelief and disappointment when I had mentioned Nathan's name. She had stared at me as if I had committed an unforgivable sin.
I stepped out of the hall, wondering if I wasn't a fool. This was my golden opportunity to get into my mother's good books but I messed it up because I decided to be logical. Taking in a deep breath, I continued towards the front of the building.
