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Chapter 140
Vanessa entwined her fingers together on the table as she explained, “Ministerial positions had only ever
been held by Lycans, which I dare say is the main reason behind the neglect of the welfare of our cousin
species. Some Lycan children don’t even know what wolves are. Most Lycans shun at the thought of
having to share the room with one. I’d love to say that the government is by far the most liberal and
welcoming body when it comes to our cousin species, but the events from the last two weeks have
shown otherwise.”
“Although there have been notable improvements in how we treat them over the decades and recent
years, I must say that it is far from enough. And as much as I acknowledge the Queen’s presence, I’m of
the humble opinion that one wolf alone will not enable us to meet the needs of our cousin species as
quickly a sit could be with more wolves guiding us. What I’m recommending is representation. We need
wolves among us in govemance, to help us see what we have clearly failed to see in our time here.
Welfare, technology, education, law, environment. Everything.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Damn, that was good.” Christian muttered under his breath, which Lucianne easily caught since he was
seated next to her.
Up until Vanessa spoke, Lucianne didn’t know that there were Lycans, other than Christian and Xandar,
who saw the need to include wolves in decisions that affected the Kingdom. Vanessa’s recommendation
made Lucianne feel that her species were more looked after than she once thought.
Xandar smiled radiantly as he thanked her and moved on to Pamela, the Minister of Justice, a bob-
haired blonde.
“Your Highnesses, Your Graces. I am also of the view that replacements must be found. If temporary,
then we should appoint creatures who have proven to be capable, trustworthy and reliable, regardless of
1. If permanent, I stand by my decision from the previous meetings when this issue was put to a vote:
the election should include our cousin species because if the wolves are expected to obey the laws
of a minister, then they should have a say in appointing that minister.”
Lucianne blinked in surprise. This matter was put to a vote before? And here she thought the Lycans
couldn’t care less who the wolves wanted as their minister. Xandar caught his mate’s reaction, and he
instinctively reached for her hand on her lap, entwined his fingers with hers before placing their hands o
n his lap as he nodded and thanked Pamela with the same smile and prompted the next minister to
proceed.
The Minister of Youth was Cora, an elderly woman with grey hair. She adjusted her cat eye glasses
before speaking through her crimson lips, “I, too, recommend that we seek out suitable replacements
while we wait for our colleagues to clear the charges made against them. However, I do not agree with
my learned ministers who spoke before me that appointing wolves is the right step forward.”
Lucianne’s thumb started stroking Xandar’s stiffened hand to calm his animal as the minister continued,”
I say this with no disrespect, my Queen, but our species is known to be superior. We know what we’re
doing. We know what’s best for our species and yours. There’s no need for more wolves in this room. In
fact, there’s no need for any wolves in this room at all! You will be a Lycan if and when you’re marked by
our King, hence I am not questioning your presence here today. That is my recommendation: temporary
replacements, but only Lycans.”
Before Xandar could say a word, Lucianne spoke calmly, “Thank you, Cora.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAlivia didn’t seem to notice, and genuinely thought that Xandar was complimenting her efforts. A wide
smile spread across her face as she said, “I’m elated that my efforts are being recognized, my King.”
Weaver snorted in amusement before disguising his stream of chuckles as a stream of coughs.
Yarrington shook his head at his mate but he himself was smiling because, like his mate, he was well-
aware of what was going on.
After Weaver had gotten a hold of himself and tried not to think about the scene he just witnessed that
made him laugh, he accepted the glass of water from his mate before apologizing to everyone, throwing
a subtle, knowing smirk in Lucianne and Xandar’s way when everyone else’s eyes moved on to the
minister next to Alivia.
Riven, Minister of Immigration and Citizenship, was as young as Alivia. He inherited his position from his
mother after she passed from an early death. Unlike Alivia, he wasn’t deaf to the sarcasm the Queen
used on Harold, which the King then found to be appropriate to be used on Alivia. He hated wolves, and
what the Queen made the King do just made him hate them even more.