(Azaria's Point of View)
The soft glow of dawn bathed the grand hall in a golden hue as I took my seat at the large stone table, joining Khali and the other pack leaders for yet another council meeting. The table, intricately carved with ancient symbols of power, served as a reminder of the history and responsibility that came with our positions. The Lycan King's meetings were always tense, filled with Alphas, Betas, and high-ranking warriors discussing issues ranging from border security to trade agreements. But today, there was an unusual sense of urgency in the air.
