Chapter 77

ALPHA LUCIUS'S POV

I sat on my throne, a commanding presence in the grand hall of the pack palace. My gaze was steely, my posture rigid as I watched the bustling activity below. I was the alpha king, feared by all, and I ruled with an iron fist.

Suddenly, the doors to the hall swung open, and Nana, my trusted sage, entered, her expression grave. She approached me with determined strides, her eyes fixed on mine.

"Nana," I greeted, my voice low and authoritative. "What brings you to my throne room?"

Nana bowed respectfully before speaking, her tone measured. "My king, I come to speak to you regarding Ayra."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What about her?"

Nana took a deep breath before continuing. "She has learned her lesson, my king. The punishment you have inflicted upon her has been severe, and I believe she now understands the error of her ways."

I regarded Nana with a calculating gaze, weighing her words carefully. "And what lesson would that be, Nana?"

"That she must show respect