Mason stood at the edge of the pack's territory, the weight of his newfound responsibility settling upon his shoulders like a heavy cloak. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the forest around him. He took a deep breath, grounding himself in the familiar scents of pine and earth, before turning back towards the heart of the pack.
Since the ceremonial passing of the throne from King Alpha Tatum to Mason, the days had been a whirlwind of meetings, discussions, and preparations. Now, as the new Alpha, he faced his first challenge — uniting the pack and leading them forward.
In the days following his ascension, Mason had delved into the intricate workings of pack politics and administration. He consulted with the pack council, listened to the concerns of senior m
