Chapter 39. A Walk

The streets of Zathkanan Palace were alive with activity as Ethan continued his solitary evening stroll. The night had a certain energy about it, a mystique that drew out the wolves of the city. It was a time when they reveled in the moonlight, embracing its ethereal glow to strengthen their moon spirits. Silver beams cast their enchanting light upon the streets, intertwining with the soft, warm glow of streetlights. The resulting dance of light and shadow painted a picturesque scene that bathed the city in an otherworldly beauty.

Ethan moved through the bustling streets with an air of quiet contemplation. It was a rare sight to see the alpha, their king, walking among his subjects so casually. His actions were often unpredictable, and the mere presence of their alpha out in the open struck a chord of uncertainty in the hearts of those who encountered him. Wolves from all walks of life, young and old, paid their respects as he passed, bowing deeply in a display of reverence an