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Chapter 1.
James POV.
I watched with excitement as I sat next to my father, the king and alpha of Crescent pack. It was elders meetings, the most important gathering in Alpha Crescent pack.This takes place once in every five years.
It's an event only for the elites. People who take strategic positions in the crescent moon pack. where diverse issues from economy, to welfare and other sectors are raised.
This alone prides Crescent packs far above every other pack.
Wines and different delicacies were served. Likewise the best musicians and dancers were hired to do their own justice to this memorable occasion.
As I pay keen attention to how diverse issues were raised and how my father used his knowledgeable position to bring up solutions to some of these issues, others were thrown into the gatherings for the elders to add their inputs.
Then someone yelled from the gathering.
"Long live our king!"
Head turned.
I frowned.
It was Elder Cedric.
He wobbled up his tired feet towards the stage. A wine glass swinging in one hand and his other hand were reaching out as if the walls were moving. The stench of alcohol overwhelmed him like a dark cloud.
"Long live the king." The congregation replied. Some with a loud voice, others with tired sighs.
My father is not the type that is snubbing,regardless of how stupid or great your idea is.
He always warned us severally saying 'give the stupidest person his chance to speak,the greatest things in life sometimes come from stupidest ideas or people.'
Father instructed the MC to hand-over the mic to him,at least to magnify his voice.I could hear hysterical laughter from a section of the crowd making jest of what he was about to say.
"Not again, Cedric. Please not again this afternoon." This was the mockery low-tone voice from a robust woman in a reddish gown to another slim lady sitting besides her.
I caught her eye-roll. Likewise, few people in the room.
Everybody knew he was drunk and hardly will there be anything worthwhile or sensible coming from him.
"My name is Elder Cedric,and I am the minister of the transportation sector." He stated as he belched out gasses of alcohol into the air. He staggered at the same spot trying to gain balance.
"My Lord, I may be partly intoxicated but am not stupid." He voiced out shamelessly.
The whole room exploded into laughter. While a section of the audience were Bronx-cheering him.
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