38 Never To Late

2000 Words

Lance POV As soon as I hear Bernard yelling for help, I smile to myself. I hope that b**ch is finally dead. She doesn't deserve to be the head of the council. I rush inside and she is lying on the floor. Her color is gray and she isn't moving. She is breathing but barely. Three other council members followed me inside the office. Bernard has a look of concern on his face and I smile to myself because he actually did it. I didn't have to dirty my hands and I will get what should have been mine from the beginning. "Get the medics in here now. We have to help Miram" I yell. A few minutes later, the medics arrive and put Miram on a gurney. "I will be right behind you after I speak to Alpha Bernard about what happened", I say to the others. With Miram out of the way, the command of the counci

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