Beta Henry's POV

The red smooth candle burned gently in the room, it's wax dripping slowly onto the carved wooden desk decorated with revo and chili's.

Sighing with tiredness, I leaned back into my seat and rubbed my temple with my stained hand, easing the stress written over my body. Right before me were leopard's hide parchments scattered everywhere, filled with rough notes and unfinished lines.

They were clear reports for the council meeting and Alpha is expecting them by tomorrow. I groaned and dropped the pen onto the paper, rolling my sleeves in anger.

"5:am already, and I'm expected to do all these?" I sighed, staring at the loads...