Chul Xavier was seated in the grandeur of the Blue Sea Pack's sitting room, surrounded by opulence and shadows that danced across the elegant furniture. The room exuded an air of power and authority, befitting an Alpha's dwelling.
Deep crimson curtains adorned the tall windows, allowing only a sliver of sunlight to filter through, casting a soft glow on the polished marble floor. The walls were adorned with ancient tapestries depicting the pack's history, their colors muted by time and history.
As he settled into the plush velvet armchair, his eyes wandered to the grand fireplace at the center of the room. A crackling fire illuminated the chamber, casting flickering shadows on the portrait of the previous Alpha that hung above the mantelpiece. The room exuded an air of history, a testament to the generations that had passed through its doors.
