REJECTED BY ALPHA, LOVED BY LYCAN KING
He was trying to use his sorcery but was restrained by the magic of the chains, long forged.
"The last peach blossom is you, my king. The last son, the last alpha. If you fall, autumn will be the ruin of your kingdom," he revealed.
I held my breath.
"Who came to see me?" he teased, smiling. "It does not matter, Majesty. Just an old friend who still cares about me."
And with that, I understood. I was the last peach blossom. The last king. Enemies were attacking because they knew that, after me, there would be no other.
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