Move on

In the aftermath of his bold declaration to the council, Liam found himself grappling with the absence of Bloom. Each passing day seemed to stretch into an eternity, and the weight of her absence bore down on him like an unrelenting burden. The palace felt emptier, and even the sounds of laughter and camaraderie that once filled the halls seemed to be muted in her absence.

Liam stood by the window in his chamber, his gaze fixed on the moonlit landscape outside. His thoughts were consumed by memories of Bloom – her smiles, her determination, and the way she had touched his heart in ways he had never expected. He clenched his fists, feeling a surge of frustration at the circumstances that had driven her away.

The door to his chamber creaked open, and Liam turned to see his council members entering, their expressions a mix of concern and impatience.

"Alpha Liam," one of them began, his tone measured. "We understand that you have been facing difficulties since Bloom's departure."

Liam nod