After several hours, finally Markus bid farewell to Alpha Ben. The hours spent in the pack had taken their toll on him, leaving him emotionally and physically drained. Climbing into the car, he closed his eyes, a horrible headache plaguing his mind.
"Drive towards the royal castle," he instructed his guards, his voice barely a whisper as his head was pulsating in agony.
The car convoy moved steadily, crossing the border into the royal territory. The familiar landscape did little to ease the turmoil within him. As they neared the heart of the royal territory, Markus spoke up. "Stop the car. Let me out. I need to shift and return by myself. You are free for today. Go back to your families and rest. Thank you for your dedication and support."
The guards, accustomed to their king's need for
