CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE

Everyone was present for this huge event, even Brenda’s father whom Lucas seldom saw, and a few members of his pack.

Lucas looked around the hall, it was already packed with all sorts of dignitaries from far and wide, and for a split second, he reconsidered the decision he had taken already. But then, the hesitation was gone as quickly as it came, he gritted his mind and kept a straight face, even when Brenda’s father started to approach him with a broad, warm smile on his face.

Brenda’s father was a giant of a man with immaculate white hair and a stainless, white, and full beard, he was huge and still had the body of an athlete at his age. He wore a brilliant white suit that made him look god-like and attracted as much attention as he usually did. Normally, Lucas felt belittled by his overpowering presence, but not anymore.

"King Lucas, it’s been a while since we met son, How’s it all been being king and all that?” Her father asked as they shook hands.

His hand was cold and firm a