Chapter 89

Ironwolf

I was utterly exhausted. The past month had been relentless, journeying across the continent, and addressing the myriad concerns and troubles plaguing my empire.

“Endless conflicts and issues… I’m starting to grow weary of it all,” I muttered to myself, sinking into my seat as we made camp for the night. The day's travel had been long, and darkness encroached upon us.

As I sat, thoughts turned to the recent proposition of alliance from a new pack, seeking to join forces with the Ironflame. Yet, complications abounded. Rebellions and strife continued to grip our vassal packs, much of it stemming from the aftermath of Alpha Eirik's demise.

“Oh, my old friend Eirik… What curse you left upon me since the day you departed…”

I deeply sighed, closing my eyes briefly. Despite the satisfaction of witnessing the growth of my empire, a profound sense of weariness and solitude weighed heavily upon me. With each expansion, the burden of leadership grew, straining my spirit. My duties cons