The Ferastos Empire was a place where power and majesty ruled, where the city’s heart beat in time with the king’s ruthlessness. The palace, a fortress of stone and steel, stood tall against the skyline, its towers piercing the heavens as if to remind the world of its dominance. The streets below bustled with life, yet among the humans that walked the cobbled roads, a presence lurked—unseen, unheard, but ever vigilant.
Miranda, a she-wolf and an old friend of Lucia from the wolf pack, moved cautiously as she approached the palace gates. The guards were numerous, their eyes sharp, scanning every passerby with the scrutiny that only years of service could hone. Even as a wolf adept at blending in among humans, she could feel the weight of their stares, each one a potential threat to her mis
