Milles away from Tuscany, Henry woke early, nerves coiling in his stomach as he prepared for his first official day in the Royal Pack. Since he arrived a few days ago, they kept him quarantined, being ordered to rest and eat. Dressed in simple, comfortable training clothes, he made his way to the training grounds, the grandeur of the Royal Pack’s estate surrounding him. The place was unlike anything he’d ever known, expansive, polished, and steeped in history.
When he arrived, he was greeted by a small gathering. To his surprise, King Markus himself stood at the forefront, flanked by a few key members of the pack, including Atlas, the Royal Beta.
“Henry,” King Markus began, his deep, authoritative voice carrying warmth, “today marks your official induction into the Royal Pack.”
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