I first heard his name, it was spoken with fear. “Kael Blackthorn will attend the summit.” The Alpha Summit was approaching, the announcement sent ripples through Moonfall pack. Warriors straightened their backs. The entire territory buzzed with tension. Warriors doubled patrols. Servant like me worked until our hands bled. Kael Blackthron. The Alpha king. They said he conquered packs without mercy. That he once tore out a rival Alpha chest torn open, blood pooling into the dirt. Kael’s warriors watched silently as he stepped closer, his presence alone enough to make them lower their heads. “You tested my borders,” Kael said calmly. “Now you understand the price.” He ended the Alpha’s life with one swift strike. When the battle ended, his Beta approached him. “The Alpha Summit begins tomorrow. Moonfall Pack will host.” Kael nodded, eyes cold. “We attend.” Rumors followed him wherever he went—of the Alpha King who felt nothing, who killed without mercy, who ruled with iron claw
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