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Her eyes were dark, like twin pools of ink, and her pale face was devoid of expression. Her voice was soft, almost melodic, yet it carried an unsettling chill that crept into his bones. “My kind benefactor… the palace is in chaos. Prince Aric has committed a grave offense—he missed the Demon God's sacrificial ceremony. His right to the throne is about to be revoked!”

A small act of rebellion, but a start nonetheless. Outside, the ladies of the other packs were assembled, their faces expectant. As the Lady of the hosting pack, all eyes were on me. I took a deep breath and stepped into the lead. The journey to the palace was filled with song. We sang praises to King Valerius, honoring his reign, and invoking blessings upon the kingdom. The air vibrated with our voices, a powerful expression of unity and respect. The palace loomed before us, a magnificent structure of white stone and gold. The palace, it's the place where the moon goddess brought Kaelen back my way but no longer as an injured alpha in a dark alley but as the Crowned Prince.

“You’re the one who underestimated the strength of a wolf. You’re outmatched, and you know it.” With a final, desperate attempt, the prince lunges again, but this time, Aloria is ready. She sidesteps, and with a fierce growl, she sinks her teeth into his shoulder, dragging him down once more. The prince cries out, but it’s a sound of panic, not the bravado he wore so confidently before. In the distance, I hear the sounds of a struggle, shouts from my warriors as they finish off the last of the prince’s soldiers. The tide has turned, and Aloria knows it.

“An Ultimate Alpha is an inferior man with beast-like tendencies because he has a rotten beast inside of him that is hard to control,” the man said with clear distaste. “Prince Leonard…” I murmured as my eyes widened in shock. Why is the prince here? Prince Leonard strode into the room dressed in a dark blue suit that brought out the color of his hair and highlighted the color of his intense blue eyes. Madame Sand was as stunned as I was at the sudden and unexpected appearance of the prince.

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

“He still wants a chance to spar with you, to see how he holds up.” “Typical Alpha.” I say and lay back down. “Thanks for carrying me, Dominic.” He chuffs again. It’s quiet a moment before Tialha speaks again. “I don’t think he meant it today, Princess. What Prince Aolis said to you.” “I’m not sure how else he could have meant it, Tialha.”

Someone said from behind and he frowned. "Who dares call me by name" he said, inwardly and turned back, his frown deepened when he saw Madelyn. "So it's you...how dare you call me by my name?" He asked. "I'm sorry, I..." "Don't you ever in your f**king life call me by my name, I'm your Alpha Prince" Donald cut in with a glare. "I'm sorry" Madelyn bowed and Donald scoffed before turning away. "Alpha Prince" Madelyn said again and he groaned before turning back.

« Ooooh Great Silvarius, high amongst the kings, I cried for you and come to you for blessing my swings, My broken heart has been filled with sorrow and spears. Along the way, long has been my journey to pledge for rightful reigns, For thee, I kneel seeking the answers for my sorrowful grief, Come to me, beautiful stars, make my wish a right belief, Along the way, come to me a thousand deaths of gains, For my spirits and thee, I swear the broken equilibrium, Changes doomed to sacrificial, never held a candle for my sorrow,

So, the forgotten prince holds some animosity toward Kpop prince, huh? "Alice," the crown prince stepped forward to Allistair but the latter just signaled him to stop coming closer by raising his hand. "I am sorry, mate. If only I knew what would happen I could have ridden with the other carriage." Grabbing the crown prince's collar, Allistair cried hopelessly in front of him while his cerulean eyes were ablaze with frustration and defeat. "Stop talking to me like you knew what I've been through!" It must be so hard enduring all of it alone.

But even as I stood there, free in the moment, the weight of my title pressed heavy on my shoulders. The Alpha’s Princess. The words felt like a collar around my neck. To the pack, I was Lillias MacCrae, daughter of Alpha Callum and heir to the MacCrae dynasty. Pale-skinned, violet-eyed, and graceful—I looked every inch the royal wolf they expected me to be. But inside, I was restless. My wolf, Scarlett, was wild and untamed, her spirit chafing against the chains of duty. Run, Scarlett whispered, her voice low and eager. Leave this place. Let’s find something real.