Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever novel Chapter 682

Chapter 682: Chapter 682 – Clause twenty. The fear of all leaders who knew about it

Elders were the most troublesome breed in every pack.

They clung to tradition like drowning men to driftwood, resisted change with the stubbornness of ancient oaks, and wielded their influence like a blade honed over decades. So naturally, every eye in the room fixed on them, waiting, breath held, for their response.

"We don’t object." One of the elders spoke, his voice gravelly with age. His sharp gaze swept the room, lingering on Voren. "But if there are any changes we deem unfit, we shall voice our concern."

Voren nodded, accepting the condition without argument. His attention moved to the shaman, who sat in quiet observation near the window. "Shaman, is it allowed for us to make these changes?"

"If it’s for the benefit of the pack, then yes." The shaman’s voice carried the weight of ancient knowledge, calm and unwavering.

Voren turned to the last person at the table. "Beta Kael, do you have any objections to any changes?"

Kael shook his head, his expression open and sincere. "Your decisions have only made the pack better."

A flicker of satisfaction crossed Voren’s features. He turned to Seraphine, his eyes glinting with something mischievous. "My queen, since no one has any objections, you should throw light on the changes while I chair this meeting."

Seraphine’s brow lifted, caught off guard but not surprised. This was supposed to be a short meeting Voren could handle alone, yet he always found ways to pull her into the center of things.

She shot him a look that promised a conversation later, then focused her attention on the draft constitution he’d pushed in front of her.

"I’ll only mention the clauses we’re amending to save time." Her voice rang clear across the room, commanding attention without effort. "So I’ll start from Clause 2."

She paused, letting the room settle. "The highest of the pack hierarchy is the Alpha and Luna, followed by Betas, and Gammas if any. Elders are an independent body set up to review the work of leaders but are not directly leaders."

Her finger traced the line of text as she continued.

"Now this is our proposal for a change. The highest hierarchy of the pack shall be the position of the King and Queen. However, this position is open for contention among all packs in the community. It does not solely belong to the Grimroot pack. In a situation where the crown moves to another pack, then the highest office will be the Alpha and Luna."

Nods of assurance rippled around the table. Seraphine continued.

"Clause four. The heirship." She looked up, her gaze sweeping the faces before her. "It reads here that the heir of the Grimroot pack must be blood born to the pack’s Alpha and Luna."

"And you’re changing that?" One of the leaders stirred in his seat, discomfort flickering across his features.

Seraphine smiled, calm and measured. "This is what we’re proposing, and it’s still under debate. The heir or heirs must undergo intensive heirship training. Heirs of all leaders and pack members who have shown extraordinary strength and immense dedication to the pack can contest for the position when the heir or heirs of the highest-ranking leaders turn eighteen."

"This pack was founded by our forefathers, an Ashkael." One of the elders shook his head, his weathered face creased with disapproval. "What if the heir fails the contest? I don’t agree with this."

Voren leaned forward, his smile disarming but his eyes sharp. "You should ask about our reason for including this clause. Because I intend to add it to all other packs’ constitutions."

The room stilled. The weight of his words settled over them like a heavy blanket. He was the Alpha King now. His reach extended far beyond the borders of this pack.

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