ALPHA JULIUS
From the moment we stepped into my office, I felt the weight of responsibility settle on my shoulders.
The heavy wooden doors closed behind us, sealing us within the familiar confines of the Dark Moon Pack’s command center.
I strode toward my large mahogany desk, its polished surface gleaming faintly in the dim light. My mind raced with possibilities, none of them good.
Luna Martha and Claudia followed closely, their faces shadowed with concern. Alucard, the Dark Moon Pack’s seasoned guard leader, stood at attention, his piercing gaze unwavering and respectful.
“Alpha Julius,” Alucard spoke first, his tone steady but edged with curiosity. “May I ask what happened? You summoned me urgently.”
I exchanged a grave look with Luna Martha before answering. “According to Be
