Damian’s POV
I was deep in conversation with General Marcus, discussing the latest reports on troop movements and fortifications, when a palace guard entered the study. His face was tense, and his eyes darted nervously.
"Alpha, the alpha from the Crescent Moon pack is here to see you," the guard announced.
I raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "Alpha John? We trained together in the past. This must be important." I gestured for the guard to bring him in.
Moments later, Alpha John entered the room. He looked haggard and worn, clearly bearing the weight of pressing concerns of being an alpha. "Damian," he greeted me with a nod.
"John, it's been a while. What's brought you here so urgently?" I asked, motioning for him to sit.
John wasted no time. "You’ve heard the recent development wi
