(Xavier's POV)
Barron and I sat in the conference room, waiting for the elders. They had set up the meeting for us, to pick a new King.
My heart pounded faster in my mind, thinking about everything. I wondered what kind of King I would become if I got chosen, and also how I would feel if I didn't get chosen.
They were running late, but I understood the Pack was going through a rough time at the moment, which could be the cause. Barron kept glaring at me through the corner of his eyes, he had always hated.
Maybe because I was an illegitimate son, but I won't be too bothered if I were him. That alone was a great disadvantage for me.
After some more minutes of waiting, the door opened and the elders walked in one after the other. We both rose to our feet and bowed to greet them.
“You ma
