The Lycan King's Fate Calling

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An unending string of visitors came through the doors and overwhelmed the hall. Even before I could take hold of the totality of the number of guests, my father entrusted me in dealing with the situation. I was now in charge of all kinds of affairs of the empire.

I was perched on the main chair at the head of the long table in this massive hall. At each side of the table were lined chairs holding up the councilors who were dignified to be there but respectful enough to sit on their chairs and not question my authority. Amidst the discourse of political affairs being thrown off from one side to the other, their echoed voices did nothing to get through to my head; my mind was gradually failing me.

Still, I managed to sign a document and handed it to the secretary behind me, asking him to send it to the king immediately.

"The border is growing stable now; but it has been a long time since the Alpha position was vacated. I fear it will only be a matter of time before it stirs the public and rouses chaos. Prince Rufus, please send a suitable person there as soon as possible. We must prevent any future unnecessary disturbances," a gray haired old councilor said.

I propped my elbows and positioned my chin against my hands. His declaration brought a thought in my mind for a while, and I said, "The border issue is complicated-more complex than handling business here in the capital. We should not be hasty and approach this muddle, perhaps, differently and especially carefully. Many aspects need to be considered for this matter. Rest assured, I will provide you with a decision after discussing it with my father."

Another one took that as an opening to ask one more question. "As for the two prisoners, Shawn and Cherry, what are you going to do with him, Prince Rufus?"

be held responsible for what he had done. I hereby suggest Shawn be

lungful of air and exhaled relief. It was not until I successfully convicted those two people that I felt a little better. It was as if by doing so, I was able to lift half of my burdens off my shoulders. The

tapped my fingers on the table restlessly. I was deep in thought and actually growing incomparably

once proven where their loyalty rested by risking their lives for the empire. In addition, Blair had also made great contributions to the team of the royal palace guards. These matters were what made convicting him more difficult than

a convincing reason. But if he

up I got. I was the prince, but my title couldn't even render my mate the protection she needed and deserved. I even had to anxiously put up my guard against

their way to my mouth, and I instead

say something but stopped on a second thought, as if he was too embarrassed to spit it out after realizing it was a notion he would have to swallow back down. "Blair is doing great. He eats, sleeps, plays games and cards with the other guards from time to time, and even has his massage

my eyes, and inhaled sharp breath. It felt as though the air that reached my lungs lacerated my

we can't do anything to him right now. Besides, we can't deny

echoed within the walls of the hall. I

visage. He probably didn't know