Book TRK
Chapter 0245
Chapter 0245
REAGAN'S POV.
“Come in.” I shout out the signal when a knock sounds on my office door. Almost immediately, the door knob creaks. I stop typing on my laptop and look up to see who it is. It's Ronald and he has this look on his face which suggests that everything is not alright.
“Alpha Reagan.” He calls, his head dropping in a deep bow before he proceeds to walk towards my table.
“Yes Ronald. Why do you look so frantic.”
“Because I don't feel good about what's about to happen.” His voice is low and serious. I jerk my back off the chair and lean forward, placing both hands on the table for support as I give him a curious look.
“What do you mean by that?”
“It's the elders. All eight of them are being led to the conference room right now.” That announcement jars in my ears like a loud church bell. A ridge forms between my brows as my gaze on his face intensifies.
“Why are they being led into the conference room? I don't remember calling any meeting.”
“Because you didn't. They arrived a while ago and said to tell you there's something urgent they need us all to discuss. They say it's an emergency.”
“What fucking emergency?” I ask, rising to my feet. Just then, the bursts open and Kyle comes rushing in panting like someone who's being chased by and angry dog. Both Ronald and I shoot him concerned looks as he comes to a halt In front of my table, breathing hard and holding the
handle of the chair to stop himself from falling down. He looks terrified about something. “Kyle. What's wrong? Who's chasing you.” I ask, alarmed. He looks up at me and shakes his head.
“It'll be a lot better if I was being chased.” He sucks in dry air and takes a moment to calm his harsh breaths. Ronald and I exchange confused glances. When he's finally calm, he finally stands up straight again. “My parents are here. I just escorted them to the conference room. They must be here with the elders to talk about Alina's pregnancy.” Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
I bang the table hard and cry out the curse;
“Fuck!” And angrily thread my fingers through my hair, ruffling it and caring less about the fact that I'm making a mess of my hair.
Now the elders know as well.
An emergency meeting between the elders and Alina's parents.
That's not a meeting, that's a trial and they are here to persecute me.
“What should we do, Alpha? You have all the power and authority. If you want us to dissolve the gathering, say the word and it'll be done.” Kyle suggests but I shake my head against the idea.
“No.” I step away from my chair and pick up my suit jacket that's draped around the backrest of the chair.
I’m not a coward.
“We will attend the meeting.” I put on my suit jacket. “We will listen to what they have come to say. That's what good leaders do.”
When I'm done checking out my looks and making sure I'm set, we all leave my office for the conference room.
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There are thirteen people in the conference room, three of which are my allies and ten of whom I presume are here to persecute me for my actions and the decisions I've taken concerning my very own personal life.
In my next life, the moment I open my eyes of my birth bed and notice I've been born into a royal household, i will kill myself. I don't know if it's possible for a newborn baby to end his or her life, but I'm going to do so because I'm sick and tired of living a life whereby I have people questioning every move I make, every decision I take. It's not an enjoyable experience.
“I hear you all have come so we can discuss an important issue.”