A New Pack, and the bitter truth
King William offered a faint smile, one tinged with sorrow. "To be rejected by your own blood... it doesn't weaken you. It forges you into a stronger man." He rose from his throne and stepped toward Ares, stopping directly in front of him, locking eyes with steady resolve. "I don’t choose an Alpha by his father’s name—but by the weight of the wounds that didn’t break him." Then he placed a firm hand on Ares’ shoulder and said, "You have the right to form your own pack. Under my protection. But know this… the path won’t be easy. Every new land demands blood, loyalty, and patience. Are you ready for that?" Ares lifted his head, determination shining in his eyes. "I am ready, Your Majesty. I won’t fail you." The king smiled and gestured to Beta Chris. "Chris will help you with the
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