CHAPTER 1Rose stood inside the grand hall of the Solemn Roar pack's castle. Her gaze was set on the man seated on a throne carved from dark oak and draped with many diamond and gold pieces. This man is Alpha Vale, one of the oldest werewolves alive. He was revered as one of the most powerful werewolves to have ever existed. However after living over a thousand years, which is twice the average lifespan of a werewolf, he is nothing but a shell of his former self. Rose bowed her head respectfully. "You wanted to see me, Father?"Vale’s gaze softened as he looked at her. "I can feel it," he said, his voice heavy with years of wisdom.Rose frowned slightly, accustomed to his cryptic remarks. "Feel what, exactly?"He sighed deeply, his eyes distant. "My time is up, Rose. I’ve lived for centuries and seen more than most could ever imagine. But you, my child... you are my world."Tears welled up in Rose’s eyes, and she smiled sadly. "Father..."Vale continued, his voice growing softer.
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