KERMIT'S POV
The heated debate dragged on endlessly, with lower-ranking Alphas hurling accusations at their superiors. My patience finally snapped, and I raised my hand to silence the chaos.
"Anthony," I addressed the high-ranking Alpha at the center of this mess. "You understand that Kylan's bloodline built this enterprise from nothing, correct? If circumstances were different and you faced losing everything you'd sacrificed for, how would that sit with you?"
Anthony squirmed in his chair, avoiding direct eye contact. "Your Majesty, I comprehend your perspective completely. Part of me genuinely regrets having to strip this from him. However, this is rightfully mine by birthright. My father was a fool who lacked ambition and simply handed it away. I'm reclaiming what should never have been lost. I've even offered Kylan compensation if my current proposal doesn't satisfy him. I believe I'm being more than reasonable."