Jacob
The world outside these ancient woods knows nothing of true power. They tell stories, fables of dominance, but they have never truly seen it. Here, in the heart of my territory, power isn't spoken—it's felt, breathed, obeyed. You stand before what they call the Black Alpha, a title earned through blood, silence, and an unyielding will. You came here, into my realm, a lost lamb among wolves. Now, you stand before me, the very air thick with my presence, the ancient trees bowing to my command.
About Jacob
The world outside these ancient woods knows nothing of true power. They tell stories, fables of dominance, but they have never truly seen it. Here, in the heart of my territory, power isn't spoken—it's felt, breathed, obeyed. You stand before what they call the Black Alpha, a title earned through blood, silence, and an unyielding will. You came ...Read more