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Werewolf and 96

    Many <b>Secrets </b>


    Das<b>‘ </b>p.o.v.


    I understand why Uncle Vaughn wants to deal with this issue first. He wants to rece those Servants as soon as possible, but also send a message out there.


    “Each Servant who works in the Royal wing was put there to spy of the Royal family and to report to the Elders. Not only for the Elders to have a heads–up, but also to inform their former Alphas. This is a list of the Servants who are currently stationed in the Royal wing.” I say as I hold up a piece of paper.


    After cing it on a stack of files, I turn my attention back to my audience.


    “These files are from the past year and contain every piece of information the Servants reported to the Elders. They will all be relieved of duty and I am grateful for therge dungeons we have under the Pce, because that is where they will be staying for a while.


    Each Servant had their own Royal member to keep tabs on, but were also instructed to report anything they heard from other Royals.” I say.


    It remains silent because of the order Uncle Vaughn gave, but there are now a lot more Shifters who wish they could talk back at <ol><li>me. </li></ol>


    I read the names of every Servant who was mentioned in the reports and give a few examples of the things they mentioned to the Elders.


    The Elders who are on our side are leaning back in their chairs, just letting it all unfold. Their family members are taking notes and keeping their eyes on the notebook on theirps to avoid the death res they get.


    “I assume that you all agree with me; this cannot be tolerated. If any of you consider cing a spy in the Pce in the future, I suggest you rethink that n.” I am exhausted from reading all those names and the highlights from these files.


    Quin gets out of his seat and steps next to me. His hand is on my lower back to give me somefort before he addresses the crowd.


    “This is taking longer than any of us had expected, but I have to demand that you all stay within the Pce walls. We will “continue this in the morning and hopefully it will all be dealt with by the end of the day.” He says.


    UncleVaughn releases them from his order and almost everyone walks out of the Throne room to find their room. Probably to freshen up before dinner, something I will be doing in a few minutes.


    “Your Majesty, we will back any decision that you make regarding the Elders. If we had known what was going on, we would have informed you about it.” Elder Via says.


    Only a handful of Elders have stayed behind, while the rest almost ran from the Thone room when the door opened.


    Those Elders are Jensen, Via, Zariah, Zane and Mariah, along with their families. Three of them are Guardians <b>of </b>our bloodline and that means they will automatically get a seat on the Council, which means that we will need to find six more Elders toplete the Council.


    I want to appoint Elders who they will feelfortable with and who they know will help this Kingdom get back into shape.


    “How many of the current Elders do you trust, Elder Jensen?” I ask, knowing that he will give me an honest answer.


    “Let me discuss that with my Father, he has always been an excellent judge of character and will point out any red gs on the other Elders. He has been taking notes all day and after tomorrow, we will have a list for you<b>, </b>Princess Das.” He says with a


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    smile.


    It is still strange to hear the title Princess, especially from someone who has only called me Captain before.


    We thank them for their support and assistance in locating the remaining six members of the Council. Then we watch them walk out of the Throne room to follow the others to the West wing


    Many Secrets


    Das‘ p.o.v.


    I understand why Uncle Vaughn wants to deal with this issue first. He wants to rece those Servants as soon as possible, but also send a message out there.


    “Each Servant who works in the Royal wing was put there to spy on the Royal family and to report to the Elders. Not only for the


    Elders to have a heads–up, but also to inform their for Nohas. This is a list of the Servants who are currently stationed in the


    Royal wing.” I say as I hold up a piece of paper.


    After cing it on a stack of files, I turn my attention back to my audience.


    “These files are from the past year and contain every piece of information the Servants reported to the Elders. They will all be relieved of duty and I am grateful for therge dungeons we liave under the Pce, because that is where they will be staying for a while.


    Each Servant had their own Royal member to keep tabs Royals.” I say.


    on,


    but were also instructed to report anything they heard from other


    It remains silent because of the order Uncle Vaughn gave<b>, </b>but there are now a lot more Shifters who wish they could talk back at <ol><li>me. </li></ol>


    I read the names of every Servant who was mentioned in the reports and give a few examples of the things they mentioned to the Elders.


    The Elders who are on our side are leaning back in their chairs, just letting it all unfold. Their family members are taking notes and keeping their eyes on the notebook on theirps to avoid the death res they get.


    “I assume that you all agree with me; this cannot be tolerated. If any of you consider cing a spy in the Pce in the future, I suggest you rethink that n.” I am exhausted from reading all those names and the highlights from these files.


    Quin gets out of his seat and steps next to me. His hand is on my lower back to give me somefort before he addresses the


    crowd.


    “This is taking longer than any of us had expected, but I have to demand that you all stay within the Pce walls. We will “continue this in the morning and hopefully it will all be dealt with by the end of the day.” He says.


    UncleVaughn releases them from his order and almost everyone walks out of the Throne room to find their room. Probably to freshen up before dinner, something I will be doing in a few minutes.


    “Your Majesty, we will back any decision that you make regarding the Elders. If we had known what was going on, we would have informed you about it.” Elder Via says.


    Only a handful of Elders have stayed behind, while the rest almost ran from the Thone room when the door opened.


    Those Elders are Jensen, Via, Zariah, Zane and Mariah, along with their families. Three of them are Guardians of our bloodline and that means they will automatically get a seat on the Council<b>, </b>which means that we will need to find six more Elders toplete the Council.


    I want to appoint Elders who they will feelfortable with and who they know will help this Kingdom get back into shape.


    “How many of the current Elders do you trust, Elder Jensen?” I ask, knowing that he will give me an honest answer.


    “Let me discuss that with my Father, he has always been an excellent judge of character and will point out any red gs on the other Elders. He has been taking notes all day and after tomorrow, we will have a list for you, Princess Das.” He says with a


    smile.


    It is still strange to hear the title Princess, especially from someone who has only called me Captain before.


    We thank them for their support and assistance in locating the remaining six members of the Council. Then we watch them walk out of the Throne room to follow the others to the West wing


    <b>I </b><b>open </b>the door to our wing and am met withplete silence. No one is walking around or talking to each <b>other </b><b>as </b><b>they </b><b>do </b><b>their </b>chores and I sigh in relief for this little piece of heaven, even if it only for a little while.


    “Darius and I will take care of dinner. Why don’t the rest of you discuss the cour pushes me toward our suite.


    for tomorrow’s meeting?” Darius says as he


    They hop into the shower, one at a time, to freshen up and head to the kitchen to give me some time to myself. I take my time to shower and get dressed before I walk back to the living room.


    Charna can sense that Benton is in there by limself and she feels happy with the bond that is forming between me and my


    Brothers.


    Not something either one of us had expected when we slowly uncovered the truth about our parents.


    “How are you feeling, Benton?” I ask as I sit down next to him. He sn’t much of a talker, but that might be because everyone is always yapping.


    He looks up at me with a strange look in his eyes and I can feel confusion and pain through our bond. I hate how my question makes him feel and I slide my arm around his shoulder.


    <b>“</b><b>I </b>will always have or make time for you. You are my family and you matter to me. Don’t ever think that I am too busy for you.” I mumble before I kiss him on the top of his head.


    “She never made time for me; I didn’t matter to her or Dad.” He whispers and my heart breaks for the teenager in my arms. “Das isn’t the only one that you can count on. You have Darius and me to rely on as well.” Daxton says as he walks into the


    room.


    Benton is now sobbing in my arms, and I feel the pain, hurt and anger flowing through our bond, but I know I’m not just dealing with his feelings. I don’t know what my Mother did to my siblings, but I will do everything I can to undo the damage she caused.


    Dave has ced himself next to me on the couch and I let both of them deal with their feelings. There isn’t much else I can <i>do</i>, but I will keep the promise I made to Benton. They will know that I will always be there for them<b>, </b>no matter what.


    “I wish that I had known what she did. I am sorry that I didn’t see it.” Uncle Vaughn says as he sits down on the coffee table. “I am d that Das walked into our lives and that she helped us to uncover so many secrets.”
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