Accidental Surrogate for Alpha

#Chapter 149- The Prince's Gambit

King Andras was watching the press conference when his son stormed in, blood dripping from his claws. When Damon entered, the conference was winding down, with Sinclair thanking the press for their support and apologizing again for their deception. He called for action against the Prince, stating that the fate of the united packs was at risk if the Alpha Council did not act.

'You idiot." He growled at his son, clicking off the television. "What the hell were you thinking?"

"I took the wrong advice, but I've dealt with that now." Damon answered snidely, "I got rid of that no-good bitch once and for all."

‘That's what you get for taking the advice of a woman." The King groused." And if that weren't bad enough, your incompetence has just cost our family the crown!"

"Me!" Damon exclaimed in outrage, 'You're the one who's being removed from the throne, the only reason I'm in this position in the first place is that you were too weak to fight the council and instead expected me to save your ass and the family legacy! You weren't even going to let me rule if I won! You expected me to be your fucking puppet!"

"Because you don’t have what it takes to lead!” King Andras shouted. "You do shit like this! Thinking violence can solve all your problems, acting without thinking, taking strategy from a traitorous whore with more cunning than common sense!"

"Oh like you’re so different!" The Prince scoffed cruelly. 'You stole the crown exactly the same way I tried to, so if you want to blame anyone for my mistakes, look in the damned mirror!”

He charged towards his heir, rage coloring his face bright red. "I had the wisdom to know when to strike and who to target. I didn't go after an innocent she-wolf, I went after my enemy himself and I pulled it off because I planned and accounted for every last contingency. I didn't just take it into my head to kill Henry Sinclair and start lashing out at him any way I could, regardless of the collateral damage! I didn't risk the lives of the citizens I rule or align myself with extremists! I didn't commit treason! I made a single, strategic strike and took out the competition. It's not about morality or nobility, it's about using your bloody head, Damon!"

how we're supposed to get out of this

disbelief. "There is no getting out of this, boy. The damage is done and if you think the council will overlook your traitorous plots you are out of your mind. The only option you have now is to run before they can

exile?" Damon spat, "that’s your grand plan? Don't you care that Sinclair will

care, you insolent pup." Andras snarled. "But a good Alpha has to know when they're beaten, and trust me

all of them. Without their interference and regulations, our power could be limitless. No more quibbling diplomacy, everyone shouting over one another in order to be heard

mean total tyranny." King Andras replied, so shocked by the Prince's suggestion that he had to sit down. 'You're suggesting we undo years of peace, throw out

in his eyes was obvious to his son, and he made no effort to hide it. "In all my years

to unseat you if this is how you respond to a challenge. You don't even

with the depth of his failure as a father. "Because Goddess help me, but right now I can't help rooting

fair! I'm your heir! The throne is supposed to be mine! He can’t have

lie in it." Andras declared firmly, "I won't protect you from the consequences, Damon. As far

known Damon was not fit to be King for some time now, but he didn't

the King was still sitting there, a grim expression on his face, Damon pounced. He shifted in a flash, sinking

an instant, and unable to defend himself or conceptualize this new betrayal. When Damon shifted back into human form, spitting out his father's blood and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he looked down at the older man with smug triumph. "Now you are no longer my father, what do you think

his beta with the news of the King's demise." Announce to everyone that Sinclair invaded the palace

for all intents and purposes until the Alpha Council can choose another. You can also tell them that the sentence for insubordination will be death... I also need poison" Damon decided, thinking that as cowardly as Lydia's tactics were, there was no doubting they were effective. The average soldier wouldn't be any match for the Alphas on the council, but the