The lack of his King's presence had not gone without acknowledgement. In fact, since he had last spoken to Anastasia (as well as mingled amongst the territory over the past few days) he had learned of the woman's fall in Leadership and thus, placed a closely eye upon the man who still remained up top. Beelzebub's intentions had been to challenge up to Second, to be right there at Anastasia's aid to protect her placement as Queen amongst the ranks and thus, keep in a good placement for himself. Though with her no longer on top, anything could happen - anything would happen. There was nothing here that would keep his placement secure now that Anastasia had gone belly up. Opportunity came only as Shade had left and the serpent slithered his way to Spectre's call with a hiss. As he arrived, his head leveled with his spine, his ears back and eyes in slits, he remained lower then her, yet holding an obvious signal of defensive stance. A smirk, ever present in it's crooked grinning form, edges over the lips of the man as he faced off the woman he had firstly encountered within these lands and firstly felt sickened by. "My Queen...." The words drip from his lips like ooze, as his muzzle dips further in chivalrous, and yet fake, behavior.

Savor himself, of course, only one showed their face to the summoning of the new Lead female. A sad, pathetic display, to say the least, for even Beelzebub who cared not for the well-being of the Leading woman before him, had still come to her call at least to prove (to trick her) that he was not as 'evil' as she had thought him to be. However she managed to think this of him, however much she might have disliked him, she did her best to play nice for the time being. Still, the demon's eyes shift with the shifting of his vessel, wondering where the other volume of wolves within this pack had gone. He had smelt them, many of them and yet here, they did not show. Only Anastasia arrived, as active, loyal, and promising a member as she had ever been to this pack, or so the demon had seen thus far. Whatever made Anastasia step down was beyond him, though from her previous words it seemed she had given the title to Spectre due to her being the male Lead's new play thing. Other then a snort, Beelzebub remains silent. Spectre speaks out to the 'crowd' which consisted of only two, and the very moment Spectre moved over to Anastasia to whisper in her ear, it was clear Spectre still had as much a distaste for him as he did for her. If she did not trust him, respect him, he would not bother pretending to be this for her. He dismisses himself from which he came with a spat in her direction.