Chapter 39: Locked

The first light of dawn had crept over the imperial capital city, casting a pale glow across the streets. Yet, despite the brightening sky, the air remained frigid, carrying a bone-chilling cold that penetrated even the thickest layers of clothing. The city, always bustling with life, was just as lively in the early morning as it was during the night. However, it was during the dark hours that the most significant events tended to unfold. Inside the grandiose throne room of the imperial castle, Alpha Alexander sat on his throne, radiating an aura of fury. His palm was pressed firmly against his forehead, which was creased with the tension of his anger. His claws were extended, a clear indication of his desire to inflict harm, and the target of his wrath was none other than his own son. Alina, the Luna, entered the throne room with her usual grace, flanked by her female personal escorts. The moment they reached the base of the stairs leading to the throne, her escorts stopped, allowin