Chapter 113

**Oswald

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I watched with pride as my daughter, Kora, tirelessly managed to throw together a magnificent festival. The air was filled with a sense of camaraderie and joy as tensions between pack members settled amidst the lively games and enticing aroma of food. Despite their recent clash, I even caught a rare smile on Jacob’s face. Kora’s efforts were paying off, and she basked in the glow of her success.

But the momentary bliss shattered when I overheard a quiet conversation, the words slicing through the celebratory atmosphere. The voices reached my ears in hushed tones, their intentions cloaked in secrecy, as they stand hidden from the crowd.

“We’re not going to hurt my son,” An nalise hissed and was

immediately soothed with reassurances that they had no intention of hurting the “wayward Alpha” as if he was not a grown man and the leader of this pack.

Someone else, their identity obscured from my view, grumbled with disdain.

“We need to remove Kora,” they muttered, the bitterness evident in their voice. “She’s the one influencing him like this. He would listen to reason if she were out of the picture.”

Murmurs of agreement rippled through the group, leaving me feeling sick to my core. The very foundation of our pack was under threat.

My heart pounded as I hurried back to Kora, my steps fueled by urgency and determination. She had just left one of the dunking booths, a radiant smile adorning her face as she headed toward the next attraction. I gently caught her elbow, guiding her away from the festivities with an urgent hiss that we needed to talk. We found a secluded spot, away from prying eyes and ears, where I could share the weight of the dreadful truth.

“I can’t believe it, Dad!” Kora exclaimed, her voice filled with sadness. and fury. “An nalise and the others are plotting to overthrow Mason?

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After everything he’s done for this pack?”

I nodded, bitterness seeping into my voice. “I heard them myself, Kora. They’re determined to seize control and cast Mason aside like he’s some puppet. They even dared to imply that you’re the problem, that you’re influencing him.”

Kora’s fists tightened, her anger simmering just below the surface. “Well, they won’t get away with it,” she spat. “We won’t let them tear our pack apart. We need to gather our allies, the ones who have shown true loyalty to Mason. It’s time to show them what we’re made of.”

Her determination shone brightly in her eyes. “You go to Mason and tell him what you’ve heard,” she said, her voice firm with resolve. “I will gather those we trust, the ones who have stood by Mason’s side, and prepare them for the impending upheaval. Time is of the

essence.”

I nodded, fully understanding the urgency in her words.

Kora reached out and squeezed my arm, gratitude and worry mingling in her touch. “Be careful, Dad,” she cautioned, her voice filled with genuine concern. “The stakes are high; we cannot afford to let our guard down.”

With a final nod, I turned on my heels and sprinted through the crowd, approaching Mason’s location. My mind was focused solely on the task at hand. The weight of responsibility pressed heavily upon me as I understood the magnitude of preserving the unity and peace that Mason had fought so hard to build.

As I hurried, weaving through the festival-goers, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of the impending betrayal bearing on me, but I knew we had to confront it head-on.

Finally reaching Mason, I found him away from prying ears, diligently gathering more food for the grills. Desperate, I called out to him, my voice tinged with anxiety.

“Mason! We need to talk. There’s a plot to overthrow you, orchestrated by An nalise and others. We have to act swiftly to protect our pack and restore order.”

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My eyes met Mason’s, and I could see the fiery rage burning within him.

“Oswald, thank you for bringing this to our attention, he growled, his voice filled with fierce determination. “Those traitors think they can undermine me, but they have no idea what’s coming their way!

I nodded, my voice carrying a hint of resignation. “We must act swiftly, Mason. Kora is already rallying our forces. We need to confront this betrayal head-on and make it clear that we won’t back down.”

Mason’s jaw clenched, his gaze piercing. “They think they can tear us apart, but they’re in for a rude awakening. Let them underestimate us. We’ll show them our pack’s strength and the unity we’ve built.”

As our eyes locked, a shared understanding passed between us. The path ahead was treacherous, and the odds seemed stacked against us, but we would not falter. The festival that once brimmed with joy now seemed like a battleground. We couldn’t afford to waste a moment Our pack’s future depended on our ability to face this betrayal and emerge victorious, no matter the cost.

We didn’t waste any time. Mason and I quickly devised a plan to counter the impending betrayal and protect our pack. We knew we had to act swiftly and gather our loyal allies before the traitors could make their move.

Mason’s rage fueled his determination, and his commanding presence inspired those around him. With each passing moment, his anger intensified, molding him into a formidable leader ready to defend what he had built. We called upon pack members who had

demonstrated unwavering loyalty, assembling them in a secluded area away from prying eyes.

The festival had become a distraction for the people out to get us, making it easy for us to gather in the local bar. Mason and I had made our way there quietly after delivering the food he’d been collecting, and slowly others trickled in-starting with his Beta, who was more grim-faced than I could remember ever seeing him.

As the loyal pack members arrived one by one, their expressions.

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mirrored our own mix of sadness, anger, and determination. Kora, radiating a fierce energy, outlined our plan and instilled confidence in everyone present.

There were fewer people than I had hoped for, but my daughter didn’t seem bothered.

“Listen up, everyone,” Kora began, her voice carrying a blend of authority and vulnerability. “We’ve received word of a plot to overthrow Mason and destabilize our pack. But we won’t let that happen, will we?”

The room filled with a resounding chorus of “No!” as the pack members stood tall, their eyes burning with determination.

“That’s right,” Kora continued, her voice growing stronger. “We’ve come too far, and fought too hard, to let anyone tear us apart. We are a family, and we will defend our pack with everything we have.”

Mason stepped forward, his presence commanding attention. His gaze swept across the room, locking eyes with each member of the

assembled group. “We know who our true allies are,” he said, his voice resonating with authority. “And together, we will crush this betrayal beneath our united strength.”

A wave of agreement rippled through the room as everyone absorbed Mason’s words. The air cra ckled with anticipation as plans were made, strategies were discussed, and roles were assigned. Each person knew their part, and they were ready to execute it with unwavering loyalty.

I just hoped it would be enough.