one hundred and eighteen

Drake's POV

As I lay on my bed, my mind raced with thoughts of my next move. I had finally managed to divert Dante's attention towards his marriage with Evelyn, creating the perfect opportunity for me to make my move and claim the throne that had always been out of my reach.

For far too long, I had lived in Dante's shadow, watching him possess everything I desired. But now, it was my turn to gather everything he held dear right under his nose, without him suspecting a thing.

I already have some elders by my side, I remember the last meeting we had and Dante almost caught us but we were so quick to divert his attention to the witches.

***Flashback**

"We already have four votes in your Favour, my lord. But we need more" one of the elders said.

"And you also need support from other Alpha, in case he wants to wedge a war," another elder said.

"What about the others? Are they still bent on supporting Dante" I asked curiously, the other elders have been proving too stubborn. As for the A