Chapter Seven

ARES'S POV

As I stood in the grand hall adorned with regal tapestries and gleaming chandeliers, anticipation filled the air. The day had finally arrived—the day of my coronation as Alpha.

In my finest attire, I approached the platform where the ornate golden seat awaited. The room was filled with esteemed guests, nobles, and loyal subjects, their eyes fixed upon me. The weight of responsibility and legacy hung heavy upon my shoulders.

The ceremony began with a majestic procession, led by the pack guards. With dignified steps, I followed closely behind, accompanied by my father's Beta who would anoint me as the ruler. The sound of howls reverberated through the hall, announcing my entrance.

Upon reaching the seat, I ascended the steps, and a hush fell upon the crowd. The Beta stepped forward, holding the ancient and sacred ring, passed down through generations. He recited ancient blessings and prayers, invoking the favor of the Moon goddess upon my reign.

With steady hands, the ring wa