FIRST QUARTER

Chapter Fifty-Six: Expedition

That night, inside the Alpha’s chambers.

A pile of papers was on his desk, a slightly messy inks were splattered on the wood, the lamp flickering in every slap of the wind.

Alpha Ragnarr sat on his chair, and after having the same posture for some time, he leaned his back on the chair, then stretched his muscles. His trusted aid who was silent all the time, walked up to check his condition.

“Alpha, it’s time for bed.” He said softly.

“Just a bit,” the alpha said then thought. “Do you have that thing I’ve asked you?”

“…” The trusted id sighed in his head....