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0128: Slapped And Sentenced

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-06 00:07:03

JULIUS’S POV

The stone floor was cold under my knees. That part registered distantly. But it was nothing. It was a warm summer breeze compared to the hollow, frozen feeling spreading out from my chest. It was freezing my blood and my bones. I think it was freezing the air right in my lungs.

Alpha King.

The two words just echoed. A death sentence right there in my skull. The guy from the festival. The one I had written off as some nobody, a temporary roadblock. That was him. The most powerful wolf on this side of the continent. A sovereign. And I had stood there and called him a thief. In his own house.

When that guard burst in and said it, it was like hearing the blade drop. I felt it slice right through my future, my status, my whole sense of who I was. All that arrogance I wore like armor was gone, shattered. It left me standing there naked in raw, humiliated terror.

I could feel my dad’s panic beside me, a physical vibration in the air. His begging sounded like white noise, a pathe
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