Storm poured over the country of Daehwa. Thunder. Lightning. The atmosphere was thick and dramatic, as Jeong, Jeong Yunho stepped through the gates of Gyeongheon palace. He was none other than the lone alpha that ended three wars, the impact across his scarred face and body. Jeong entered in full black armour, a straw jingasa and his experienced sword secured to his back. He wore a solemn and mysterious expression, in which no guard had dared to block him.

Jeong was called by the King after his achievement in preventing the third war. His respect for the King was absolute, as he was taken in after being abandoned and trained to serve the country, meaning no order would be left hanging. The grandiose doors opened and he knelt before his master who did the honour of rewarding Jeong’s bravery with a stack of golden bars.

He accepted the gift with the same stern look on his face but bowed in gratitude.

“Jeong… my faithful student… Your achievements led you to become the prime example of a true alpha you are now…”

The King praised with a wise and strong tone.

“Seeing how far you’ve come, I ask none other than my final wish to you…. The new heir to the throne, my son, is targeted by many beyond seas…. Protect him. With your life, if you must…. Cease any foe that he faces and ensure his safety….”

Jeong listened intently, still on his knee with his head lowered. After a long pause, he answered.

“… As you command, your highness.”