CHAPTER 7 — The Battle That Split the Kingdom
The palace courtyard erupted into chaos.
The Black Wolf stood between Elias and the Silver Wolf, its massive body trembling from old wounds.
For a long moment...
Neither beast attacked.
They simply stared at one another.
Like two ancient brothers who remembered a promise long forgotten.
Then Adrian laughed.
"You still don't understand, do you?"
He lifted both hands toward the moon.
The strange bite mark on his arm began glowing silver.
Dark clouds swallowed the stars.
The Silver Wolf let out a deafening howl that shook every tower in the capital.
Suddenly...
Thousands of ordinary wolves emerged from the surrounding forests.
They flooded into the city like a living river.
People screamed.
Church bells rang wildly.
Soldiers abandoned their posts to protect their families.
The kingdom was collapsing from within.
The king drew his sword.
"Protect the people!"
But Adrian blocked his path.
"You've ruled long enough... Father."
With one swift strike...
Adrian drove the blade straight through the king's chest.
The queen screamed.
Elias caught his father before he hit the ground.
The king struggled to breathe.
Blood stained his royal robes.
He grabbed Elias's hand with surprising strength.
"There is... something... beneath the throne..."
"A secret... only the true heir..."
Before he could finish...
His hand fell lifeless.
The king was dead.
The entire palace froze.
Prince Adrian slowly turned toward the horrified crowd.
Then...
He placed the bloody crown upon his own head.
"Kneel."
"No more kings."
"No more lies."
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"Tonight..."
"A new kingdom begins."
