"Griffin" Jaxon began as his beta entered the Alpha's private den, his eyes meeting Griffin with a mixture of fear and worries, "I have grave news. I've been feeling weaker with each passing day. It's a sickness, a curse perhaps, but I fear the pack must not find out. If they do, it could shatter their faith in our leadership."
Griffin's eyes widened with worry. "But how are you feeling now, Sire?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid someone might overhear them.
"I'm holding on," Jaxon replied, his voice barely audible. "But we need to act quickly. The opposing group, our rivals, I know they've been growing stronger. If they sense any weakness in our pack, they'll seize the opportunity. We can't let them take advantage of my condition."
Griffin clenched his fists, h
