Alpha Thane’s POV

The storm raged outside, a feral symphony of thunder and wind that mirrored the power I would soon command. I stood at the highest tower of the palace, watching the lightning tear across the night sky. Each bolt was a promise, a reminder of what was coming. Soon, the world would tremble at my feet.

For years, I had meticulously planned this moment. Every sacrifice, every calculated betrayal, had been for one purpose: to ascend. To shed the fragile limitations of ...