Lancelot's POV
The pack has been abuzz with activities these past few days, most of them preparations for the mating ceremony.
The ceremony that was to hold between Elizabeth and I.
I've had no thoughts since. I haven't even been found often these days. Restless? My wolf acting strange? I didn't even know what to call it, or what to make of it. Aunt had said I was now a ghost of myself, but I didn't argue. It was her fault.
This guilt I felt was all her fault. If only she hadn't done what she did, nor the lack of explaination which she didn't provide.
"Daniel is a better leader! He's pragmatic and can make decisions for the pack. He's wise and capable of leading us! I say we support him for the position of Alpha King!"
