Chapter One Hundred Sixty One

The king lay in the bed in his room. The curtains were drawn and the doors to the balcony opened, letting in a cool breeze. Cole came running and stopped at the entrance of the room. The stench from his father's failing organs hit his sensitive nose harder than ever before. The odour rolling off the dying man was not for the faint of heart and Cole could barely stand the sight his father was in. 

"What happened?" his voice broke through the silence. He paid nothing to the warnings the nurses tried to give him. His father hadn't been in such condition when he'd left the palace that morning. The pack doctor, a frail old man whose wisdom in medicine was yet to be surpassed by anyone in the kingdom of Lycaon let the alpha pass to reach his father.