Chapter 98. Leaving the Pack

AUTHOR'S POV

A MONTH LATER

“You mean all the officials in our Pack refused to attend Miguel's burial?” Valeria demanded angrily, and Ceasor nodded sadly. Miguel had requested that his body shouldn't be buried. His funeral was done just like the time of ancient werewolves. Their body was put in a coffin and sent through an ocean no one knew the end of. The women and children were present, except for the officials. Valeria knew their minds already. They wanted her to step down and crown another Alpha or crown Prince Shaquan. She knew the burden would be too much for Shaquan and didn't care what they thought, but she wasn't going to crown a six-year-old child as the Alpha. They turned to leave but heard a battalion shouts. They were on their way to the palace. Valeria frowned since she wasn't notified before the Pack's gate was opened to some strangers. She sat down, ready for anything they were ready to say, and was a little surprised whe