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hrough high baroque windows. The heavy oak tables, covered with worn linen tablecloths, hosted a meal whose tense atmosphere was read in every look. Around her, R

th ancient symbols, reflected both the nobility and the brutality of the world she had just entered. Each dish, each meal, seemed

ery representing mythical beasts, commanded respect and fear. His lieutenants stood, straight as stone statues, testifying to the absolute authori

the need to remember the rules that govern our pack." His words echoed through the room, and despite t

e: "It is said that loyalty is measured in obedience, and that all weakness betrays strength." Another, younger but with icy e

judged, and that the slightest spark of defiance could be the signal of an unacknowledged rebellion. However, an unsuspected force, like an ember ready to ignite, began to ge

etermination. Her words stood out in the heavy air like a discordant note in a symphony of servitude. A mur

iance and a hint of cruel amusement. His tone, both questioning and accusatory, shook the delicate balance of the evening.

e felt. "If I am meant to be a mere instrument of your will, then tell me so bluntly. I have neither the intention nor the desire to st

emed to stretch, as if suspended between two heartbeats. Finally, the Alpha broke this moment of intense tension. He stood up slowly, moving closer to Elyara,

and on hers was cold, unforgiving, like a promise of imminent punishment. Ravenn's eyes left no doubt as to the severity of her reprimand. "Your def

ition to their master's authority would not be tolerated. The tension, already palpable, turned into an atmosphere heavy with inescapable disapproval. In Ravenn's gaze, pride

tening slightly, but with a firmness that gave no respite. "Here, strength is law, and weakness has its place only as a lesson to others.

if suspended in a fearful wait. The shiver of defiance that had dared to awaken in Elyara now mingled with the painful certa

force is what you demand, then I challenge you to show me what is right, without silencing me." Her words carried a subtle

light smile of satisfaction at this unexpected challenge. Ravenn, however, did not let himself be put off by these

t remember, in my world, boldness is a luxury paid for in blood and pain." His gaze left no room for escap

e in the hearth. Elyara felt her heart pounding in her chest, a frantic beat that spoke to the duality of fear and determinat

lute, "but I refuse to give up my dignity." The words, spoken with a mixture of co

his grip slightly, but did not let go completely. "Your dignity will not exempt you from your submission," he replied coldly, his words ec

ion. A murmur was heard, almost imperceptible, among them, a tacit reminder of the order and discipline that governed the pack.

a lesson," he declared in a tone that imposed absolute silence, "to anyone who would dare question the established

ain was a strange feeling of liberation, as if, despite everything, she had just crossed a line, affirmed her existence in the face of the brutality of t

solute authority and the indomitable spirit of the one who, despite everything, refused to fade into the shadows. In this silent dance between force and revolt, t