"Alpha, what are you talking about?" The Alpha King said, dropping the brush in his hands. Even though Alpha was the name of the man who had the guts to walk into the throne room, the Alpha King could not help but feel intimidated by his younger brother, the one that was standing before him with a staff in his hands. Alpha trudged towards the throne, his eyes slightly darting towards Zebulun who was now antsy as he felt the tension that ooze out in the great amount as the two brothers glared at each other. "Elder brother." He greeted, his eyes not leaving his brother's. The Alpha King gripped the edge of his throne with a raised brow. "What are you doing here, younger brother? I thought the affairs of the palace does not concern you. What? Interested now?" He asked his brother. Alpha smiled, liking the way his brother was agitated. "I promised to leave the throne to you. Not to interfere in the ordering." He clarified. Zebulun listened to what was going on. They were deciding
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