Lycan King

The night was cold and still, the full moon casting an eerie glow over the forest. The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, and the sound of crickets chirping filled the silence. In the heart of the forest, a pack of Lycans had gathered in a clearing, their eyes fixed on their king.

The king, a massive beast with black fur and piercing green eyes, stood at the center of the clearing. His gaze was stern as he addressed his pack.

"In this evening's gathering, we have the pleasure of introducing a new member to our pack," he announced, his voice resonating with authority.

"This individual possesses unique and highly valued qualities, and it is imperative that we treat her with the utmost respect and honor." As he spoke, his gaze swept across the assembled members of the Wavoon pack, who had turned their attention to him.

The Wavoon pack murmured their agreement, their eyes glinting with excitement. They had not had a new member in many moons, and the prospect of welcoming someone new was thrilling.

Suddenly, the bushes at the edge of the clearing rustled, and a young she wolf stepped out. She was small and delicate, with golden fur and bright blue eyes. The wavoon pack members stared at her in awe, for they had never seen a wolf like her before.

The king approached her, his eyes locked onto hers.

"Welcome to our pack," he said, his voice softening.

"What is your name?"He asked , glaring at her .

The young wolf ,she trembled as she spoke.

"I'm Amelia ,From the greenwood pack " she said, her voice was more like a whisper.

The king nodded, his expression unreadable.

"Amelia, I am super excited to welcome you into our pack. You will be treated with the respect and dignity that all members of our pack are entitled to."The king , Edwin, spoke with an air of authority.

Her heart swelled with pride as she looked around at the pack. She had always dreamed of being a part of a pack, and now her dream had finally come true.

But her joy was short-lived. Suddenly, a voice rang out from the back of the pack.

"I object!" it said, loud and clear.

All eyes turned to see who had spoken, and her heart sank as she saw who it was. It was the king's son, handsome with dark fur and piercing blue eyes.

"I object to this new member joining our pack," he said, his voice cold and unyielding.

"She is weak, fragile and Unsupported, she will only be a burden to us."Prince Ethan said ,with his eyes fixed on the little wolf who quivers ,fear written all over her.

The king's expression hardened, and he stepped forward.

"You dare to challenge my decision?" he said, his voice low and dangerous.

Prince Ethan stood his ground, his eyes locked onto his father's.

"I do," he said,with an air of authority as the atmosphere became so quiet ,that even the sound of the birds could not be heard .

"I will not allow this weakling to bring shame to our pack."He voiced out , holding onto his shirt in an awe .

She watched in horror as the king and his son faced off, their eyes locked in a fierce battle of wills. And then, to her shock, the king spoke.

"Very well," he said, his voice resigned.

"If my son does not want this new member in our pack, then she shall be rejected."He stated , Obligated to his son.

Amelia's heart shattered as the king's words sank in. She had been so close to achieving her dream, and now it was all slipping away.

The pack watched in silence as Amelia turned and ran, tears streaming down her face. She had been rejected by the king, and her heart was broken.

She ran through the forest, her heart pounding with every step. The tears streamed down her face, and her body shook with sobs. She couldn't believe what had just happened. She had been so excited to join the Wavoon pack, and now she was being rejected.

As she ran, she heard a twig snap behind her. She turned to see the king's son, his eyes blazing with fury, running after her.

"Stop!" he shouted and then paused while trying to catch his breath.

"You can't just leave like that!"He whispered , walking closer to her.

She ignored him and continued to run. She didn't want to talk to him. She didn't want to be near him. All she wanted was to be alone.

But the prince was fast, and soon he caught up to her. He grabbed her by the arm and spun her around to face him.

"What's wrong with you?" he demanded, his face contorted with anger.