~Centuries ago~
Azaroth, then a renowned leader of the Wolf Sentinels, stood before the Alpha King of the time, Thalos.
Thalos, his silver eyes glistening under the moonlight, regarded Azaroth with a stern expression. "Azaroth," he began, his voice a deep, commanding growl. "You were chosen as a leader of the Wolf Sentinels because you are powerful. But power should be used for the benefit of our kind, not for personal ambition."
Azaroth's dark eyes glinted with defiance as he looked upon Thalos. "Thalos," he replied, his voice holding a note of disagreement. "I have dedicated my life to protecting our kind. My power has surpassed all boundaries. Why should I be treated like a mindless slave, following your every command?"
The tension between the two leaders was palpable, and the wolve
