Being weary of enemies

Author's POV

Kendrick stared out the window of his study, his right hand holding on to the top of the chair to sit in. His eyes were sad and his heart heavy. His thoughts seemed to be everywhere, and it made him feel lightheaded. Feeling a sharp pain in his legs, from having to stand too much.

He returned to his chair, staring at the wall blankly. Gripping the hands of the chair, he inhaled, feeling his energy drain at every attempt to breathe. The pain from his chest struck him again, and it had been going on for some time.

Nothing feared Kendrick than the thought of leaving his family alone on the pedestal of his unfaithful pack council members. While he was bedridden from the accident, it made him realize how things could end within a minute and that would be all.

Now that he was fated to die in due time, he feels the need to tell his heir; Kira. About the possible challenges she might encounter in a bid to rule the Blackstone pack. It occurred to him a little too late that some