The Worst Enemy Is the One with a Dull Knife and a Sharpened Smile

"Our alpha Fire-heart, chief alpha Silver is requesting for a visit."

Fire-heart, wearing a loose white robe finished chewing a chicken thigh and laughed with grease all over his lips

"HaHa, so old silver wants to chat, tell him to come over in the afternoon. Prepare some different tea, he quite enjoys those."

"My alpha, Chief Silver is waiting outside the entrance..."

Fire-heart was going for another bite but stopped midway, he put the chicken back on the table and with a downhearted look asked his servant.

"How's he looking?"

"He's smiling, not exaggerated but a genuine happy mile, he' also wearing the robe made out with real silver with a radiant red dragon."

The servant answered without waiting for a second, it was, as usual, both chiefs were rival/friends since young, they had a lot in common. They both were overshadowed, and they both wanted more.

The servant walked with them since their beginning days together and knew everything about their relationship.