Alpha Lorenzo
The next morning, as I walked through the quiet streets of our territory, I felt the weight of responsibility settle on my shoulders.
The lives of so many depended on our decisions, our actions. I couldn't afford to fail them again.
I stopped at the edge of the training grounds, watching as the warriors started their drills under the watchful eyes of Queen Xylie's witches.
Their determination was inspiring, demonstrating the strength of our spirit. However, the presence of the witches served as a constant reminder of the fragile alliance we had with Queen Xylie, which could be shattered at any time.
Head Trainer Garrick approached, his stern gaze scanning the warriors as they moved through their drills. "Good morning, Alpha," he greeted, his voice steady.
"Morning, Ga
