Only one week left until my coronation and here I am, arguing with Anastasia's parents over who should be my Royal gamma.

"Gamma Fredrick, I apologise for the princess's behavior. Little Anastasia is to remain future gamma to this pack." Mia cuts in.

I huff and roll my eyes.

I have nothing against Anastasia, she's awesome, but my rightful gamma is Lorenzo. Technically, if he accepts.

"I am sorry, Gamma Fredrick and Gamma Kendra." I say before storming off in the direction of my bed chamber.

As I ascend the stairs, I run into a pissed off looking Kaden.

"Why'd you do that?" He demands harshly.

"What's your problem with Lorenzo? Ever since we were pups, you've taken a disliking to him. You know that he's the rightful Royal gamma." I say calmly, even though I am an erupting volcano inside.

"You just want to embarrass Anastasia by taking away her rank and giving it to a weakling."

"Kaden! What's wrong with you?! Anastasia is my friend, you're my friend, just try to see things from other people's perspective for once!"

He just scoffs and leaves. I stand on the stairs, watching his back.

If only Lisa were here. She knows how to handle these types of situations.

Instead of going to my bed chambers like I intended, I found myself walking to the throne room.

I take in the majestic thrones set on the high platform.

On the far right, a deep velvet chair with silver-coloured accents stood. Everyone knew that that wasn't real silver. On the silver parts though, ancient carvings were engraved on it, but the top of the chair, the largest carving was the Greek symbol for Gamma.

On the far left, a deep blue chair with the same silver accents stood. It was larger than the royal Gamma's throne, but smaller than the Queen and King's thrones. There were more carvings on this one though, but the most eye-catching one was the Greek symbol for Beta at the top of this one.

In between the royal beta and Gamma's thrones, two identical thrones stood. They were the largest, but they were equal in size to show that the king and queen are equals. The king's throne stood next to the gamma's and the queen's throne next to the beta's.

They were both gold in colour and had many more intricate carvings on them. At the top of these thrones, the large Greek symbol for Alpha was engraved.

I walk up the platform and slump into any seat. I start thinking of the times Kaden, Anastasia and I used to sneak here and play when we were around our shifting age.

I end up laughing at my memories.

"Hey Chlo!" Anastasia's familiar voice rings through the large room.

"Oh, hi." I say sheepishly.

She comes up to the platform and sits on the throne closest to me.

"I'm sorry, Anastasia. I know you'd make a great gam-"

"No Chloe it's fine. It's been great to be by your side always and I understand that late gamma Trent's son is the rightful royal gamma. I just hope that we'll still be friends when he's sitting on the throne you're on right now."

It's then I realized that I'm sitting on the royal gamma's throne and she's sitting on the Alpha king's throne.

Maybe Anastasia should be my gamma. Lorenzo is clearly avoiding me, I haven't spoken to him in weeks and, personally I don't think he'd be good with ranks.

"Anastasia?" I say with a smile.

"Chloe?"

I sit up straight and make the face Gamma Fredrick always makes when he's sitting on his throne. (He always looks like he has a stick up his butt.)

"I am Royal Gamma Chloe!" I fake a posh British accent.

Anastasia laughs and remembers the times we used to play here. With me being crown princess soon, there won't be time for such games.

"I am Alpha King Astasia, I wonder where my Royal Gamma has hidden my scepter." Anastasia says with her voice a few octaves lower so she sounds like a man.

We both burst out laughing.

"Excuse me! Make way for the Alpha Queen!" An obnoxiously loud squeaky voice cuts.

Kaden sashays in and pouts his lips. He walks over and sits on the Queen's (well, my) throne

Anastasia and I laugh harder than before.

I don't know what I was thinking before, trying to replace her with Lorenzo.

For the past few weeks, I've made myself scarce. Only being seen by Linkin and his mum.

I haven't spoken to Chloe and Darcy in a while. Well, close to a month.

But in that time, I've been training.

Chloe's birthday is coming soon, and sooner or later, she will find out that I am her mate. When other male wolves find out that I am going to be their Alpha King, they challenge me. And I want to be ready for it.

"Come on weak ass mute! You wanna be tough?"

A growl escapes my lips as I do my 100th push up. My stamina has improved drastically since I started training.

And my trainer is none other than the Storm herself.

"Get up. It's time to train in wolf form."

I got up and wasted no time in taking my sweat drenched shirt and sweatpants.

"You are improving, mute. But you got a long way to go before I'm satisfied." She says while taking in my now muscular build.

I shift into my black wolf and tower over Storm.

She doesn't look fazed by me.

Of course she isn't. She'll never bow down to you because she's the older-

Not the time, Ford.

I turn my attention to the she-wolf in front of me. Storm's wolf is almost identical to mine, the only difference is her slightly smaller size and the scar running over her closed eye.

She looks scary even in wolf form.

"Keep focus. That's going to be your greatest weakness when in battle." she mind-links me.

Right. Focus.

We circle each other slowly.

"Remember to check your opponent for any weak points. Also analyse their strengths."

Other than her missing left eye, I find no other weaknesses. As for the strengths, I know that she's had years of experience, so technique might not be the best option for me. And also, the smaller wolves always tend to be the lightest on their feet, so I only have my size and strength to advantage.

"Also remember to pay careful attention to your opponent's moves. Some wolves are pretty predictable."

She lunges at me. I quickly jumped to the side, thanks to my really good reflexes.

I use the opportunity to nip at her back paw. She yelps and gives a snarl.

She leaps into the air, aiming for my neck, but I swiftly dive below her. She hits the ground. Hard.

While she's distracted, I rammed her side. The impact forces her off the ground and into a nearby tree.

I hear a few cracks from the tree, but Storm lays on the ground in front of the tree. She looks like she is about to give up and submit.

I stalk closer to her and stand directly above her tired looking body.

Just as I am about to give a bark of victory, she pounces. Successfully clamping her teeth around my neck, she gives me a wink with her one good eye.

She lets go of me and shifts back.

"That's a fake out. It's best and most effective when used in a final battle. Let your guard down and take a few hits, then when they let their own guard down, you strike."

I shift back and head over to my bundle of clothes. I pull on my black jeans and oversized blue hoodie. I leave my shirt and shorts here for tomorrow's training session.

I zip the hoodie and make sure that my arms are completely hidden in the large arms of my jacket.

I've been wearing large clothes because my muscles are getting bigger and I honestly don't want to ruin my image as the weak omega boy. Yet.

"You did good today, squirt." Storm says as she ruffles my already messy black hair.

I smirk at her.

"Don't get too cocky, mute. I'm still stronger than you and I'd definitely kick your ass in a fight."

I raise an eyebrow.

"Back here, tomorrow, "

I nod at her and pull the hoodie over my head before walking away from her private land.