CORONATION

Third POV

The entire King City glowed a golden hue in the setting sun, once one of the continent's most dazzling landmarks. All shapeshifters had yearned for this land, but it had gradually lost its luster.

The temperature in the square was pleasant, as tonight would be the last full moon before autumn arrives. It was the perfect time for a wolf to unleash their greatest power.

Simon was clad in a deep red robe adorned with intricately arranged gems. He was so ready for that golden crown, all he had to do was wait for the night to come. In the moonlight, he would ascend as the new king.

At least, that's what he believed.

The square was surrounded by several circles of soldiers armed with custom-made firearms, a mixture of bear and wolf army members.

A few werewolves tried to resist this absurd scene, proclaiming that they wouldn't tolerate bears defiling their homeland. Their protests were silenced by a few bullets. The bodies were removed, and absolute silence fell over the square.

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