As the moon rose to its highest point in the sky, its light bathed the Alpha King's castle with a soft, delicate glow. The grand structure, with its imposing stone walls and towering spires, seemed to shimmer and shine, as if infused with a magical energy. Somewhere hidden in the woods, eight pairs of eyes belonging to some of the imperial wolves in Ares' army watched as warm, golden lights from the castle's windows spilt out onto the manicured lawns and gardens below.