Kael's POV
Alpha King's Audience Chamber
The throne feels wrong.
I sit on the cold stone seat, my hands gripping the armrests, and I feel nothing. No pride. No sense of accomplishment. No satisfaction at finally claiming the title I've spent my entire life preparing for.
Just emptiness.
The crown sits heavy on my brow, a weight I never asked for. The previous Alpha King died three weeks ago, and now here I am, surrounded by Alphas from every territory, all of them watching me with careful eyes.
Waiting to see what kind of king I'll be.
"The ceremony is complete," the Elder announces. "Kael Nightfang is now Alpha King of the werewolf realm."
The hall erupts in polite applause. I force myself to nod, to look regal, to pretend that I'm not falling apart inside.
It's exhausting.
Aft
