ALPHA KING ULRICH

urmurs as he walked alongside his Luna, Lyra. Both were clad in royal attire, their imposing

he way for the King and Queen of the North Vale. Turin, Ulrich's faithful beta, awaited them with an expression of r

ed Turin, his eyes gleaming with pride as Ulrich and Lyra entered the

nd surprise at the imminent announcement. Ulrich and Lyra gracefully made their way to their designated seats, U

illuminated the hall. He knew that all present were eager for his words, his announcements

merely a common celebration of our victories in the Northern realm. Tonight mark

expectant, as he continued, his

s in her womb the future heir of the North Vale,” declared Ulrich, the gleam of de

inting the faces of those present. Lyra stood beside Ulrich, her expressio

et once more, a proud

ngdom and to our heir, who will bring prosperity and glory to

with enthusiasm and fervor. The hall filled with the sound of clinking

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e victory against the dreaded Alpha Gray and the news of Luna Lyra's pregnancy. Ulrich sat beside Lyra on an adorned throne, watching

e and admiration for the woman beside him. “Lyra,” he beg

s she turned to Ulrich. “Of

s where the pelts of alphas defeated by Ulrich in battle were hung. They stopped before the silver pelt o

home, this pelt was the most

before turning her gaze to Ulrich, c

s expression softening a bit with

d me with a certain pleasure to bring home,” he expl

hat each pelt represented a hard-fought battle, a challenge faced, and a vict

elt, which stood out among the others. Ulrich followed

torm pack,” Ulrich said, indicating

orm was her former pack, the place where she grew up and learned the ways of the w

e whispered, her voice fille

ion, the sadness that crossed

? Or perhaps the pac

n the emotions that threatened to overflow. T

for the life you have given me, for our kingdom, and our chi

embling hands, his eyes conveying a

e murmured softly, strokin

laced her hand on her belly, a look

ink I'll rest for a while,”

oncern shining i

y you to my chambers,” he replied,

aving behind the celebrations and murmurs of t

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ng Valley, surrounded by the pack he had ruthlessly defeated. But this time, there was no battle, only the accusi

oaching, aware that this encounter in the

choed around him, laden with transcendent authority. “N

ophecies,” Ulrich declared

smile curve

e when you wake up,” she replied, he

ermination, his posture uprigh

hold no power over me

ity. Instinctively, Ulrich grabbed the dagger resting in its sheath and w

's dagger met Gaia's belly, and a scream rang out in the nig

ide with shock and surprise. He blinked several times, trying to assim

ice came out hoarse and uncerta

then that Ulrich noticed the dagger he had wielded in h

it him full force. He released the dagger as if it were burning and held Ly

l of anguish. “I... I will call for help. Th

nd concern, but also of compassion. She placed a

te,” she whi

nds, his heart broken by the idea of ha

Lyra. Never,” he whispered,

sion radiant with forgiveness and und

in Ulrich's arms, life leaving her from the da

, holding his Luna's lifeless body, bitterly