Ezren’s POV
Ezren peered down at the reporters from the steps leading into the capital building for Alpha King Philip’s charity ball. Every Alpha King that retired hosted the event of the year, wanting to meet the Alphas running for election. Philip was no exception. It was a way to size up what the future government might look like. A way to make plans to invest in different industries.
“Given everything that has taken place over the past few weeks, where do you stand with your election efforts?” asked the man closest to Ezren.
With his hands in his pockets and his hair swooped back, Ezren looked the playboy part he knew so well. “It just so happens, boys. I am withdrawing from running.”
An eruption of noise rose around him. “Why are you withdrawing?”
He smiled that smile all the lad
