Chapter 560
Uther watched as Lily’s carriage left.
The one way he had.
His one ticket to taking over the pack.
To taking what he had desired all those years!
Gone!
That ungrateful bitch!
After all the things that he had done for her.
He wanted to claw his eyes out.
He was so furious.
He raged and looked around frantic before picking up a rock which he tossed at the back of the carriage.
It didn’t hit it.
He screamed in anger.
It was then he discovered that the members of the pack were looking at him.
He turned around, left and right.
There were whispers.
His breathing was heavy. “What are you looking at?! Huh p>
But they didn’t stop looking at him.
It was though the more he had screamed at them, the more they stared.
“What the bloody fuck are you looking at?!” He snapped at them.
Upset at the ongoing stares and filled with his own rage, he stormed off.
He was so furious.
He had nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
He stored back into the pack and went down the hallways, groaning in rage.
As he went past the massive rooms, he saw the throne room open.
He looked around to see if anyone was looking.
Usually the throne room of the pack was heavily guarded.
But considering Xaden wasn’t around, it wasn’t.
He made sure no one was present before he very gently cracked the door open.
He stepped into the quiet room and shut the door behind him.
He savored the moment as he walked down the carpet leading to the two massive thrones at the end of the room.
The one for the Alpha and the other for the Luna.
Once Uther was at the throne, he very gently climbed the five steps to where the throne was placed.
He very gently traced his hand on the seat of the Alpha throne.
He touched the head of the throne and reflected on how he had dreamt of sitting on it.
How he had hoped that one day he would sit on it.
It would finally be his.
Sitting on the throne of the pack was an offense punishable by death because it was seen as treason.
It was seen as a planned coup to take over the pack.
But Uther couldn’t help himself.
Simply touching the seat wasn’t enough to savor the taste of power.
He had to take a sit himself.
He walked round the seat and very slowly and gently, lowered his behind to the seat
He relaxed in the seat and then placed his hands at the sides of the chair before closing his eyes.
He savored the feel of it and the power of seating on the centuries old throne as Alpha.
He imagined himself as the Alpha, handing out orders to the members of the pack.
Ruling the pack.
Since his sister had married Orion he has dreamt of taking over the pack.
That was why when he had found out Bale had planned to take over he had never disclosed the information.
He had always envied his sister.
Envied everything she had.
He had kept it to himself because he had hoped that it would work to the advantage.
He was supposed to take over when everything was over and done with.
That they would all die and he would be the sole survivor
But things hadn’t gone to plan.
And now here he was almost about to lose everything.
It seemed about to slip from his fingers.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Came a familiar deep voice.
Uther instantly jolted awake and jumped up from the seat.
Right before him, was none other than Erik.
He was standing right before him, his eyes blazing like a hawk ready to attack.
Uther hadn’t heard him come in.
“I’m in the throne room.” Uther said rudely. “Is there any crime in that p>
“No, but there is a crime in sitting on the Alpha’s throne. Punishable by death.” Erik said his eyes refusing to leave Uther.
Uther hated Xaden’s second in command.
He was a dirty Lycan and he always felt as though he was special.
Uther was furious that whenever Xaden was leaving the pack, he handed it to Erik.
A nobody over him, his own flesh and blood.
The thought of it further boiled him in rage.
“So what? Kill me.” Uther snorted. “All because I sat on the damn throne p>
Erik rose a brow. “It’s a crime because it shows intent to take over the pack. As I know you have been guilty of. Remember when you tried to raid the members of the pack against Xaden? Take over p>
Uther shifted.
Erik made him very comfortable.
But he wasn’t going to show it.
“You’re the one who wants to take over. Dirty lycans like you aren’t welcome anywhere.” Uther said before spitting at Erik’s feet to show his disdain.
“I’m a dirty Lycan and yet your own nephew chose to make me acting Alpha over you. Being a dirty Lycan must be very beneficial don’t you think?” Erik said.
Uther was fuming.
“Your one way ticket to the throne is gone.” Erik stated. “It was about time. And that leaves you with nothing p>
Uther clenched his fists in anger.
“I know who you are. What you are. And most of all I know what you’re up to.” Erik said. “You’ll do anything to have this pack for yourself p>
“So fuck what? You want to run off and tell Xaden?” Uther gave a hard laugh. “As if Xaden would believe you p>
“Don’t you see? He doesn’t trust you. If he did, then you wouldn’t be here playing imagine games on the throne would you?” Erik asked nastily.
Uther felt as though he had been slapped on his face.
His wolf began to grow in rage.
“I was an Alpha of my own pack.” Erik warned. “Don’t think whatever dead wolf you shift to, can confront me. I will end you p>
Uther just stood there in anger.
“Now get out!” Erik spat.
“This isn’t over.” Uther swore.
The moment Erik flashed his already shifting eyes, Uther ran out like a dog with its tail in between its legs.