Alec's POV
In the heart of forest, where ancient trees whispered secrets to the wind, stood the grand castle of the royal family. Its stone walls, weathered by time but regal in our presence, were a stark contrast to the lush wilderness that surrounded it. Here, the royal family ruled not only over their subjects but also over the creatures of the forest.
As dusk fell and the first stars blinked into existence, a shadow moved swiftly through the underbrush. This was Kieran, my father's wolf. His coat was a striking silver, glistening under the fading sunlight, and his eyes glowed with an intensity that spoke of his position and responsibilities. We had been summoned by King Edward, a ruler known for his fairness and deep understanding of the natural world. Our meeting would mark a
