103. The Fall-I

|| Third-party POV || The tension in the castle was palpable, the air thick with unspoken words and simmering rage. Cassandra stormed into the Alpha King’s private chambers, her golden hair disheveled, her eyes blazing with fury. The grand doors slammed shut behind her, the sound echoing through the empty halls. “You cannot do this to Kael!” Cassandra yelled, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation. She stood before Darius, her husband and the Alpha King, her fists clenched at her sides. Darius turned to face her, his expression calm but his eyes hard. “I can, and I will,” he replied, his voice steady and final. “Have you watched him at the event? He’s weak, like a lowly dog. And his pup with that omega will only make the bloodline weaker.” Cassandra’s eyes widened in disbelief. “He is our son. Your son,” she said, her voice breaking as she took a step closer to him. “So is Alaric,” Darius shot back, his tone sharp. “He’s stronger, more reliable, able to control his tem