The Lycan's Call

The grand halls of the werewolf kingdom buzzed with anticipation as Alpha King Jayson sat at the head of a grand oak table, surrounded by his council of wise elders and his son, Prince Jayden.  The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls, enhancing the seriousness of their discussion regarding the upcoming mating and crowning ceremony set to take place in just three and a half weeks, an event steeped in tradition and significance. The scent of old leather and parchment wafted through the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the forest beyond the castle walls. As the king's council deliberated, the sound of rustling papers and murmured conversations filled the room.  Prince Jayden leaned forward as he asked, "Father, have we received any news from the Lycan? I've been hearing rumors about them." Just as the king was about to respond, Jessica, the king's astute and composed secretary, stepped into the chamber, her voice breaking the weighty. "Your Majesty, there's a