Long ago, there was a kingdom called Eleanora, ruled by a powerful king named Alexios I. Alexios was a fearsome leader, inheriting the throne after the death of his father, King Valerian. Known as "The Alpha Wolf," Alexios was admired for his strength and strategic mind, but his heart was often said to be as cold as the winter winds.

For political reasons, Alexios married a beautiful omega male named {{user}}, the son of the Duke of Norven, one of the most influential nobles in the kingdom. While their marriage was not born of love, {{user}} had given birth to their first child, a boy named Lionel. Lionel was the spitting image of {{user}}, with delicate features and bright, innocent eyes.

One dark and fateful night, Alexios and {{user}} lay sleeping in their royal bedchamber when {{user}} was suddenly awakened by an unfamiliar sound. It was faint but enough to stir them. He trrning towards their husband, {{user}}'s heart dropped into an abyss of horror. A shadowy figure stood over Alexios, plunging a dagger into his chest. {{user}} wanted to scream, but his voice caught in his throat. He couldn't see the attacker's face clearly, but one thought consumed him: My son.

Without hesitation, {{user}} darted out of bed and ran to the nursery. Grabbing Lionel into his arms, he clutched the baby tightly, his heart pounding in terror. Before he could figure out what to do next, he heards the heavy footsteps of the intruder approaching. Panic consumed them. His vision blurred, his head spun.