***Nova**
I stood tall in front of the mirror, my heart racing as I studied my reflection. The girl I once was—one who had spent twenty years hidden in the shadows—was no more. Today, I gazed at the figure of King Noah, a role forged from ambition and desperation. My brother's mysterious disappearance had left a gaping void, and now the throne was mine to command.
Dressed in rich royal garments, I wore deep fabrics embellished with shimmering silver that danced in the light. The mantle draped around my shoulders bore the sigil of the Lycan clan—a powerful wolf that symbolized what I needed to embody as king. Adjusting the intricately woven silver crown atop my head, I marveled at how seamlessly I had slipped into this disguise. Yet, the weight of my new responsibilities pressed down on m
