9. The Wolf’s Bane

|| Lilac’s POV || The meeting room was a stark contrast to the bustling auditorium outside. It was smaller, more intimate, yet the air inside felt heavier, charged with power and unspoken expectations. Dark mahogany walls enclosed us, the flickering light from the chandelier casting long shadows across the polished table. The scent of expensive cologne mingled with the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee, creating an atmosphere of refined dominance. I stood beside Kael as he took his rightful place at the head of the table, his every movement exuding confidence, his presence commanding the room with effortless authority. The nobles and alphas seated around us watched him with keen eyes, their expressions filled with admiration, ambition, and barely concealed greed. The Miracle Pill. It was already more than just a product, it was a symbol of power, of innovation, of Kael’s dominance not only as the future Alpha King but as a visionary leader. These men and women weren’t just intereste