Alpha Lorenzo

I walked into the grand hall of the council headquarters, the sheer size of the place was a sight to behold but today I had a lot on my mind.

Conan followed closely behind, his eyes scanning the room with the sharp alertness that had saved our lives more than once.

We were led to the council chamber, where the council head, Lord Valentine, awaited us. His presence was imposing, a man who had commanded respect and fear for decades. But today, his eyes held something more—a hint of calculation that set my instincts on edge.

“Alpha Lorenzo, Beta Conan,” he greeted, his voice as steady as ever....