And the man holding the key long dead.
Alpha Xanor's rule is calm, peaceful, and prosperous. The realm is happy, the people content.
Never has the werewolf kingdom experienced such harmony.
Perhaps it is time for the wolves to realise that under their silks and scents, they remain wild inside.
The Moon frowns.
WARNING: The following story contains graphic descriptions of violence and scenes of an intimate nature. Reader discretion is advised
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