Inside the hall every one of the royal family is seated clad in an all white outfit for the dinner before the Silent howling rites.

The door creaked open and Dominus heaved a deep sigh of relief on Seeing beta Ragnar finally dragging his feet in a sluggish manner inside.

They have been waiting on him for the last thirty minutes.

Ragnar pulled one of the seats and settled into it,just next to Brevin.

“Pour me a drink, nephew.” He told Brevin. Brevin propped himself up reaching for the jar of wine,he then filled up the goblet in front of his uncle..

Dominus watched as the man drank,his fists clenched to the sides. If Ragnar wasn't his uncle he would have had him begging for his mercy right now.

They have been waiting for him for the last thirty minutes and now he's walked in,no apologies just straight up drinking.

Well he ignored that,that was his uncle and the Grand beta of the pack. Next in authority after the Grand Alpha king kaelen.

He can't punish him.

“ So what's good? How is everything going outside?” Ragnar slammed the goblet to the table slurring.” Wine is so good. I hope we have a lot of them it's a celebration”

“Celebration?” Dominus' face is a picture of disbelief.” What's there to celebrate? The fact that the people are asking of the Grand Alpha king or …”

Ragnar's eyes narrowed to him.” The Grand Alpha has gone feral. The bitch of a shaman said he'd come back to normal when he meets his fated mate.” He let out a soft painful laugh.” That's impossible. The bitch have lost touch with the moon goddess she just spills nonsense these days”

Silence settled in at once. No one was willing to argue it with him,not because they don't believe what the shaman might have said but what odds would a feral beast like Grand Alpha king kaelen find his mate at that age.

It was impossible,not even his first son Dominus has found his fated mate yet not to talk of his feral father.

Even if he wanted to find his fated mate, how did he find one?

Inside his cell room where he is locked up ? They don't let him come out for the people to see. The rumours keep flying around that the king might have gone feral but the Aloha councils covered it up.

They don't let anyone see the Grand Alpha king unless his brother Ragnar who goes to see him from time to time.

Each time he's let out or he breaks out of his cell room he leaves people dying at his wake..

Only Ragnar and his blood host can control him. But a few months ago he sucked his blood host to death.

Not even his children could cross his cell,the last time Sierra Aurora and Brevin decided to cross through they almost lost their lives.

Thanks to Beta Ragnar they're still able to live till this day. The feral beast grabbed them by their neck trying to choke them inside the cell until Ragnar showed up—someone he could still recognize so he left them.

Since after that day brevin has sworn with his life never to go into the damn cell ever again. Unlike the girls who still try dressing up like kids so he'd remember them.

Brevin had accepted the fact his father is now a feral beast,his real father died the day he went feral. Not like he's always had a good bond with his father Grand Alpha king kaelen which is more reason he refuses to go do the theatrics that his sisters are doing.

The wine sloshed dangerously close to the rim as Ragnar poured himself another goblet without asking. His hand was shaky, but his grin was sharp and mocking.

“Spills nonsense,” he repeated, laughing hoarsely. “That old shaman needs to crawl back into her herbs and bones. Moon goddess, my ass…… she fucking said Kaelen was going to get a mate and he will mark her to be his Luna.”

“No cock goes into her and it affects her thinking……. Mate my ass.”

Dominus’s jaw tightened.Ciara shifted in her seat. “Careful what you say, Uncle,” she said quietly, her voice calm, “ today is not the day.”

Ragnar snorted. “Oh, I know exactly what day it is, niece. “

Sacred day isn't it?” He laughed and pointed the goblet in her direction, the win nearly spilling. “ Y'all believe the old hag too.. I am sure none of you believe her but instead you all would wrap the truth in silk and call it loyalty..”

Ciara’s eyes flashed. “ Your mouth stinks with wine. Here is not the place and certainly not the time.

“Careful, girl,” Ragnar muttered, his words slurring slightly now. “I was fighting wars before you had your first cock. Sit straight, fold your hands, and maybe you’ll get a someone to fuck a baby into you before your youth runs out.”

Brevin’s voice was quiet. He asked “What do you suggest, then?”

Ragnar blinked slowly, then leaned forward. “I suggest we stop pretending the Grand Alpha is coming back from that state. He’s gone. And you,” he jabbed a finger at Dominus, “better start acting like you're the damn king already before someone else decides they should be.”

Another silence filled the room at once. Next the sound of the door creaking open grabbed everyone's attention, soft footsteps padded in,,Akira and two other slaves made their way inside with trays of wine jars and food.

Akira led the way making her way into the hall,once Dominus saw her he swallowed hard his Adam's apple bubbling up and down his throat. His eyes fixed on her as she walked in and trailed her as she approached them. Her hands were steady but her eyes weren't. They flicked briefly from Dominus to Brevin's face. She was a little nervous since her last experience trying to serve the royals ended in a total mess.

To Dominus,she looked divine.

Ragnar's eyes darted to the ladies and once he caught sight of Akira he leaned forward squinting his eyes at her his tongue dragging over his lower lip lustfully.

The table was silent as they served and moved to walk out when Ragnar stopped them.

“You” he pointed towards Akira and her heart dropped to her stomach.” Stay back and pour our wine.”

Akira lips pressed together frustration marrying her features but she has no choice. She can't tell the Grand Beta no so she nodded her head forcing a smile. She turned back and stood by his side.

Brevin narrowed his gaze at Ragnar. Choices of keeping Akira back didn't sit well with him but he chose not to but in time he did something stupid.

Brevin looked up at Akira and he noticed the way her hands gripped her dress tightly— she's nervous.

“Wine.” Brevin tapped his goblet gently on the table signalling to Akira to come fill up for him. Dominus eyes darted to Brevin and Ragnar he ground his molars his fingers digging into the table his anger rising.

He hates how they had turned her into their personal maid. But butting into matters regarding a mere slave would make everyone look at him suspiciously so he kept put and watched.

Akira moved immediately, grabbing the wine jar with her shaky hands while Brevin watched.

“Feel free.” He whispered to her and she chuckled softly and poured the wine.

Just when she bent down slightly to pour down the wine Ragnar sat up, that was all the invitation that he needed.

Next Akira received a smack across her butt. The slap of his palm against her backside was heard through the hall..

Akira flinched, missing the goblet she spilled the wine on Brevin's clothes.

Her knuckles went white and anger surged within her at once

Dominus’s vision darkened and something primal was rising within him.

“Soft little thing,” Ragnar chuckled, his eyes still on her waist.” Bet you moan like a virgin bitch…”

“Let go of her,” Brevin said "I'm an icy tone.” Every slave brought in here is not for you to fuck!”

Ragnar narrowed his gaze to Brevin and then he let out a scoff.” And what the hell did you know about fucking some women huh? Last time I checked you……………”