The afternoon sun cast a warm glow over the palace grounds, illuminating the vibrant flowers and creating a serene atmosphere. It was a tranquil day, until a young boy named Steven came running towards the palace gates, his face filled with urgency and concern.
Alpha Dave, Eva, and several members of the pack were enjoying a peaceful moment in the courtyard when they noticed Steven's frantic approach. Sensing the urgency in the boy's demeanor, Alpha Dave stepped forward, his voice filled with concern.
"Steven, what's the matter?" Alpha Dave asked, his tone gentle yet firm. "Why are you in such a hurry?"
Gasping for breath, Steven struggled to form coherent words. "My father," he finally managed to say between gasps, "he's very sick. I don't know what to do. I need help."
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