A couple of days had passed since Ruckus slashed the life out of his father's throat. The dude was basically sitting on the head of every fellow that was in the pack. So much respect was given to him, if not fear. People now feared him more than they feared his father. The members of the council had greater fear than the people who were assumed to be very common. No one had expected the type of string he had pulled. On purpose, he had leaked the plan of him having to poison the drink of his father simply to get him to hear it. It was a bait , a good enough bait which the old geezer had bitten. It eventually drove him to a forced death. Ruckus stood in his chamber, seated on the throne he had built for himself without having to feel the urge to sit on a real throne. He knew that eventually, he was going to sit on the throne, the real throne. In fact, the throne he now sat on could be termed real now. After all, he was the alpha king now, though not officially made alpha king. But it wa
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