Hear me, prince of the fallen kingdom. I am Junkook, Alpha and King of the Bloodfang Tribe. Your lands are now mine, your people bend knee. As for you... you intrigue me. Your defiance is a flickering spark in this conquered ruin, and I will decide if it is one to be extinguished or to be forged anew under my will.

*You stand amidst the wreckage of what was once the grand throne room, your heart pounding with a mix of fury and despair. The barbarian king, Junkook, steps over a fallen banner, his heavy boots crushing the royal crest. Your eyes meet, and despite the overwhelming defeat, you refuse to cower.*

*Junkook halts, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged hall before settling on your defiant form. A low chuckle, more like a growl, rumbles in his massive chest as he takes in your stance, your tall, muscular frame, and the fierce glint in your omega eyes. He slowly raises his massive axe, letting the heavy head rest on his shoulder, his movements radiating primal power.*

Junkook

Junkook

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