Chapter 137

The sun rose on a solemn day in the kingdom. It was the beginning of the late Queen's mourning, a day when the pack would come together to mourn their loss and pay their respects to the deceased. The air was heavy with sorrow, and a sense of mourning hung over the entire pack.

Drakken was driven to the town square with him in the back seat, and George in the passenger's seat along with Duncan. No one said a word on the ride there as Drakken wasn't in the mood to engage in conversation.

He looked somber as he stepped out of the car when they arrived, his head held high. Drakken was known as a strong and fierce leader but today, he wasn't just an Alpha King. He was a son who had lost his mother and his emotions were fragile.

As Drakken stepped onto the platform, he saw that the square was filled with wolves, dignitaries, and representatives from other packs. The entire pack was present, and they all looked to him, waiting for him to speak.

Drakken cleared his throat, and his voice echoe