Inside a majestic meeting dome, King Lycan occupied an imperial throne of grand proportions, exuding majesty and power. As they entered the room, the Beta and the other advisors took their seats with palpable trepidation, eager to meet their esteemed leader.
“I allow everyone to resume their human forms,” the Alpha declared authoritatively, and everyone promptly complied under the penetrating gaze of their king.
“Update me on the current state of the pack,” he commanded with determination.
“Our food supplies have grown considerably, thanks to the blessings of the moon. We are well supplied,” an older wolf commented with elegance.
“Our females are showing remarkable fertility, just as Your Majesty predicted. The pups born are of great virtue and promise to be exceptional warriors for ou
