ログインDavid Duskbane POV"My inner wolf chooses to back this campaign because Kaelen's directing skills are unmatched across the Condex sector, not for standard gold gains," I say, pushing my empty brew vessel aside and looking straight into the old director's eyes. "klinton is exceptionally vital to my house lines. He lacks arena experience, but his focus is unbreakable once his claws are committed. When the hunting simulation begins, his performance will stun your scouts. Grant his skin this trial.""Your words shock my senses, Commander Duskbane," Kaelen answers, his heavy grey ears twitching as he leans forward. "My memory registers your name as an iron leader who never permits weak connections to alter the vanguard selection. Yet today, your tongue is actively defending this Tahl youth.""Your packs have not tracked his movements long enough to understand his true metric, Kaelen," I rumble, my alpha energy sealing the debate before he can snap back. "My own chest is prepared to vouch f
Franklin Sterling POV"Cedron is still counting the gold shards from the Black Snake Vrig treaty next door, Warlord, but my ears are wide awake to your sudden lineage theories," I say, leaning across the ironwood table while checking the tight leather cuffs of my Uoman Lanka boots. "You really think my veins hold the blood of a different alpha line?""Your posture is too steady and your focus is too lethal to originate from the Vinqlo breeding lines, Franklin," David Duskbane answers, his golden pupils locking onto my face with total stillness. "A coward like Cedron cannot sire a wolf that stands down a rabid war-mastiff without shifting a single muscle. Test your hair-roots at the pack laboratory.""My priorities are currently anchored to dismantling Mirelle Voss's hidden treasury, not chasing phantom sires," I whisper, pushing my chair back as the heavy oak door opens. "But your defense of my dignity against my father's public insults inside this council room is noted.""The Duskban
"What did your tongue just bark?" Tahlia gasped, his golden pupils dilating as his posture fractured on the flagstones."Your beast lacks the fundamental wiring for the fighting arena," Alpha Kaelen stated flatly, his dark claws tapping the stone bench with absolute finality. "Your instincts are completely sterile, and your frame has executed zero genuine conditioning. My supreme directive is to bar your presence from these combat scrolls permanently.""No, this metric is structurally invalid," Tahlia whimpered, his boots slamming against the stone steps as he charged down the stage toward the evaluation platform. "Grant my claws a secondary trial, Master Kaelen! My internal humors suffered a massive regional imbalance this morning, preventing my wolf from absorbing the tactical scroll correctly. If your vanguard permits one additional demonstration, my steel will not fail your expectations!""A secondary trial?" Kaelen scoffed, his heavy alpha brows drawing together in absolute mocke
"The structural trade lines are completely validated, Commander, and our house remains profoundly honored by your personal verification," Cedron stammered, his posture twisting into an immediate, groveling display as his terror vanished behind a mask of high-born compliance. "Franklin, unlock your vocal cords and render our ultimate gratitude to Master Duskbane this instant!"I fixed my silver eyes on Cedron's chiseled jaw, my inner beast letting out a cold, internal hiss. When my skills secured a border monopoly, his tongue granted me my true childhood marker, klinton. The exact microsecond my position seemed unranked or useless, his octave defaulted back to Franklin.I turned my head toward David, forcing a flat, mandatory response past my teeth. "My gratitude.""The obligation is entirely mutual," David replied, his golden eyes locked onto my pupils while he systematically dismissed the surrounding guards with a sharp tilt of his chin. "In fact, my vanguard owes a debt of appreciat
"Cross the threshold," David's deep vocal frequency boomed from behind the heavy stone, sending a sudden tremor straight through the assistant's pulse points. She instantly tucked her loose hair behind her ears, smoothed her court leather, and straightened her visual markings before clearing the line."Commander Duskbane," she purred, her eyes shifting shyly toward the Warlord dominating the massive ironwood console. His piercing golden pupils and lethal, chiseled bone structure, combined with the pure alpha intensity vibrating from his frame while he analyzed the tactical maps, caused her heart to hammer frantically against her ribs. David... She had exhausted her entire family network and traded three blood-gems just to secure this vanguard station, solely to breathe the same air current as his beast."Deliver the update," David commanded without lifting his chin, his dark claws smoothly turning the pages of the territory scrolls."Ahem..." She cleared her vocal cords, dropping her
"Why is your sister fleeing the table before the meat plates are cleared, Mirelle?" Cedron asked, his heavy alpha brows drawing together as he watched the entry gates swing shut behind Tahlia's rapid exit.Mirelle slid a plate of raw marrow toward him, a sharp, satisfied grin revealing her small fangs. "Have you forgotten that Alpha Kaelen is executing his final tribal selection for the new arena performance scouts today? Tahl secured an official audition voucher to present his combat art before the high commanders."In reality, the voucher was nothing more than a baseline trial spot, bought with a massive payment of black gold shards from Mirelle's hidden vault, though Tahlia had told the entire household the leading role was already locked to his name.Cedron let out a booming laugh, his chest swelling with territorial pride. "Splendid! My bloodline commands the finest young talent in the Condex sector. We shall hold a grand banquet at the central fire-orbs tonight to celebrate. My
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