*****Erika’s POV*****
“Who are you to talk to me?!” Elder Grigshade bellowed at me.
This man had an issue with me being the next Alpha. But I would not let whatever plan he had work, it would not work. I would make sure to deal with him. If he was going to be the obstacle I was going to face, I would not mind getting him out of my way, by hook or by crook.
“Mind your tone with me, Elder Grigshade!” I stood up to him. “Do not make me unleash my powers on you.”
He scoffed In contempt. “You! You’re just a child, your brother can do better.”
“In case you have forgotten, I am older than Jace. So I ask, do you have problem with my age or my gender?”
He sneered at me. “I don’t want you there.”
“Unfortunately, we can not choose our family. I am a Blackwood and by right, as the eldest, I will ascend the throne, Elder Grigshade whether you like it or not.” I threw back at him.
“Let us try to settle this amicably.” Another of the elder. Elder Spugjourn put in. He was also one of the influential werewolves in the pack but he was a better person. Respected everyone. He had two sons and they were just like him. One would never know the Spugjourns had money.
They had contributed somewhat to the growth of the community. Always trying to help the poor and sick, unlike Elder Grigshade who just decided to be selfish and overbearing. I wondered why he was part of the Elders of the pack.
I looked at the man. “I am only going to respect your words, Elder Spugjourn and ignore Elder Grigshade.” I took my seat, turning to my father’s lawyer. “Let’s go on.”
My father’s lawyer, re-opened the documents and read dad’s plans for his pack. By the time he was done, it was obvious what dad had said.
“As I have read, it is obvious what the past Alpha want to be done. His daughter, Erika Blackwood as the eldest in the family of the royals of Blackwood, is the next in line and heir apparent to the rulership of Iron Claw pack.” The lawyer concluded.
I passed a victorious smile to the Elder Grigshade.
“How can the Alpha do such?! The Alpha is supposed to be smarter than this!” Grigshade flared.
I stood, fury speared. “Do not speak of my father in such tone and light.”
Jace stood beside me. “Elder Grigshade, I will not have you talk about my father that way.”
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