The weight of the crown

ARIA

The next few days were hectic. The news of the attack and the murder of over eighty newly-found mates at the mating ball spread quickly, and all the Alphas came to Tyrion one by one, demanding an explanation. They accused their King of having security problems in his own pack, and others straightaway accused him of murdering the members of their packs. I was standing by his side, watching him deal with all that shit they had been throwing at him. I couldn't help but admire the way the mighty King was willing to apologize to his subjects while keeping his proud and powerful demeanor. But even though he appeared to be strong, I could see the exhaustion creeping into his expression. He hadn't healed yet, and it seemed like the poison in his blood was sucking the energy out of him. It was painful to watch. I wished I could take some of this struggle away from him, but that could only be possible after I became his Luna…

After everything that happened and after everything he told me,