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?"

suggest Shawn be exiled. He shall never be able to come back to

doing so, I was able to lift half of my burdens off my shoulders. The expression on the councilor's face held satisfaction after my declaration. Another one of them then mentioned Blair again. "His parents have been appealing to ask what crime he has

restlessly. I was deep in thought and actually growing incomparably irritable at the

palace guards. These matters were what made convicting him more difficult than what I did earlier to Shawn and Cherry. I simply couldn't throw him in jail just because he took away my mate. Still,

convincing reason. But if he were to be let go, he would possibly harass

my train of thoughts, the more riled up I got. I was the prince, but my title couldn't even render my mate the protection she needed and

my mind got lost on their way to my mouth, and

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 chair moved in the dungeon. His room has a small window, but it was enough for the

air that reached my lungs lacerated my airway. Then I looked at them coldly. "Why does it

We can't do anything about it, Prince Rufus. Blair hasn't been convicted of a crime yet, so we can't do anything to him right

edge off the infuriation that was antagonizing me. Nothing aside from my unhappy laugh echoed within the walls of the hall. I gritted my teeth and said, "Alright, I get it. It seems to me that he's having the time of

the councilor's visage. He probably didn't know how