get ahead of myself

Deathbelle wanted to give this pack to her family, she wanted them to once again be able to hold their heads high and call themselves royalty once more. She knew Jekyl would never bow to her, his conviction of superiority wouldn’t allow it. Aeona, was a possibility but she hadn’t seen the woman since the challenge either. Roman, she wasn’t as sure about. He wanted Hannibal’s place as heir, how would he feel about her taking on the role of Queen? Did she wish to take the same route her brother had, to challenge outright for a crown?

”I may consider it, but I’m.. less of an in your face kind of woman.” Hannibal’s loss was still weighing heavily on her mind. She chuckled at Desdemona’s next words though, they were quite amusing. ”Yes, that would be the logical path.” It took hard work to be a successful alpha, not all who gained power could do that. Many packs then suffered for it. ”Not that a lazy alpha would have put in much effort.” She wished there were more Kleins to count in her numbers, but so many of them were gone. ”Will you come hunt for me again, when this hypothetical pack appears?” Her gaze found her companion for the first time since they sat down, her voice soft and sweet as honey.