Author’s POV:
Many years ago.
"Sorry, what are you trying to say?" one of the alphas asked after the Alpha of North had objected to the whole entertainment.
"This is brutality. Sitting there watching young kids fight for our entertainment and die in the most horrific way. This is unacceptable," Alpha King Gabriel spoke up, hands tied behind his back.
After he made the objection, the alphas decided to go into a separate room to have a conversation while their families returned to their packs.
Now the room was only filled with the alphas.
"Gabriel, you are just assigned as the alpha. We have been here for years. Our ancestors have also ruled as alphas, so do not take this crown too seriously. You cannot be a hero while everyone else stands against you," Lord Raze hissed at him, making Gabriel shake his head.
"I am not trying to be a hero. I am an Alpha King. Unlike you all, North has not detached themselves from the rules. We still choose an Alpha King, and the alphas respond to him. While you all have taken away their seats because you do not want anyone to remind you that you are doing something wrong," Gabriel snapped at them.
The alphas started to share a glance.
"The thing is, no one in their right mind would think this is the right thing to do," Gabriel explained.
"Those kids. Do you not think of your own kids when you watch them cry and try to hold a weapon? How would you feel if it was your children?" Gabriel explained.
"Well, that could not be our children," Lord George Dusk spoke up, sitting with his mate Lydia, who was the only one who had come to attend the meeting.
He had dragged her along because he knew she hated the torture of the orphans.
He wanted to show her how others would treat her if she objected, by showing her how they were going to treat even an Alpha King.
Lydia kept her fingers tangled in her lap. Her eyes kept filling with tears.
She hated the torture of innocent beings.
And then there was this new rumour she had heard, that her mate had already been wanting to go back to his first mate.
She knew she had a shared mate. Her man had already found two mates.
Lydia placed a hand on her belly as she remembered she was pregnant with her first son, whom she wanted to name Troy.
"Our children are not orphans, and those orphans have no reason to live. How will they survive in such a tough world without a parent?" Alpha George tried to explain to Gabriel, who looked even more upset with the kind of words he was hearing from the alphas.
"Well, I will be sticking to my point. I want this entertainment to end, and end very soon. If not, the North will not be staying silent. I have spoken to all the royal betas and royal gammas and the other alphas of my territory, and they have all agreed with me," Alpha King Gabriel declared.
The others started to share glances. They realized the North was going to be a problem.
"Anyway, we shall finish this. But next time when we meet, we will come to an agreement to end this torture and start an orphanage instead, where these orphans will be given a better life to become worthy members of the packs. And if you all have trouble aiding them, the North will provide the money, the housing, and everything," Alpha King Gabriel remarked.
He smiled at his own words. He thought that would make others feel light-hearted and not feel the burden of the poor orphans.
He was ready to take responsibility for all of them, every single one of the orphans.
However, he could tell from the looks the others were giving him that they were slightly conflicted.
But then some of the alphas started to nod, and then the whole room followed with nods.
Alpha King Gabriel stepped down, met everyone as a goodbye, and walked out of the door thinking he had achieved it.
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