#Chapter 150 The Election

Despite Jeffrey’s advice, I didn’t tell Andrew about my encounter with Bob. Even though it was a thinly veiled threat, I had no evidence that Bob had done anything wrong, so Andrew couldn’t do anything about it. Besides, Andrew had better things to worry about. A few days later, the polls were opened for the Alpha King election. All werewolves of legal age in the pack came out to vote. A live count of the votes was held on TV that night. While Bob and Lisa went to Bob’s apartment to watch the counting, Andrew and I viewed it from the home theater in the mansion. We held hands and ate popcorn…though with our mixture of excitement and anxiety, there was hardly any eating going on. Sitting on the edges of our seats, we watched as Bob’s red bar and Andrew’s blue bar raced each other across the screen. We didn’t pay much attention to the numbers themselves. We knew that so long as Andrew’s blue bar extended beyond Bob’s red bar, Andrew had won. For ages, the bars were neck and neck. I w