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HECTOR.

I sit quietly at my seat at the top, in the spacious chamber. Scouting through miserable journals is of no use, considering that I know the state of finance of the pack by heart.

Doing stupid plus and minus won't amount to anything when there's nothing to show for it, no gold to fill up a box, talk more of a bag, no rhinestones or pearls or sapphires to speak for it.

"Call me Hudson...” I hesitate. "...and Hunter.” I add, after much deliberation.

Hunter has been nothing but surprisingly annoying of late and having him spew more shit would push me to the wall, regardless, it's better than saying things behind his back, he wouldn't find it funny, nor will the aftermath of things.

"Yes, Alpha." The guard by the entrance responds, with a bow and walks out.

It takes long minutes before they show up, chanting like kids and daily I wish to trade places with them, desperately. And to think we almost ended our lives for a throne...this throne? Moon!

"Good day, brother." Hudson begi