Alpha Ryan's POV
“And we have the winner of the tournament, Canaan from Houndsdale pack,” The announcer's voice rang out in the auditorium as he motioned for the man to step forward.
The crowd broke into cheers around me as he did.
“And we would like to invite on stage our King Alpha to present him with his award,” I stood from my table with an unreadable gaze, smoothing my jacket in one subtle motion and striding over to the lifted platform.
The man handed me the moonstone trophy, with a bow.
I held on to it gently, raising it to the crowd as it sparkled in the light, all their eyes fixed on it.
It symbolizes the were-royalty, which is why only the best warrior was awarded with it every year.
The owner of the trophy was automatically adorned as a royal guard, whenever this happens.
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