Third Person pov :
Dawn broke over the Silver Moon Estate, casting a pale, gray light over the washed-out grounds. The violent thunderstorm had finally passed, leaving behind a cold, biting wind.
Thousands of warriors were assembled in the grand courtyard, waiting in absolute, agonizing silence. They had felt the terrifying spikes of Alpha magic through the pack-link during the night, but they did not know the outcome.
When the heavy iron gates finally opened, a collective breath was held.
The three Alpha Kings, the Supreme Luna, Beta Marcus, and Ethan walked through the gates. They were completely covered in mud, soot, and the dried blood of their enemies. But there were no victorious howls. There were no proud roars. The Kings walked with their heads bowed, their shoulders heavy
