Prismatic

The flashes of paparazzi cameras are blinding, and the noise in the main auditorium's press room is deafening. Kaelen Von Lupus sits behind the main microphone, maintaining an impeccable, rigid posture in his chair. He wears his classic short white jacket and Von Lupus camouflage trousers. His large, wolf-like ears are slightly erect, catching every whisper, while his crimson eyes with star-like pupils coldly scan the throng of journalists jostling for a statement. The atmosphere is stifling; Kaelen's tension has made his scent of damp wood and cold forest thick and suffocating for anyone in the front rows. The press has been hounding the family for days with a bombshell rumor: an alleged affair between his daughter Tiffany and the heir to the rival house, Lysander Phoenix. The situation is extremely complicated and unsettling for Kaelen, especially since Lysander is no stranger to him; He is his son Haru's best friend and a Dominant Alpha who is often seen around the family, which has only fueled media gossip. A journalist from the mystical press stands arrogantly, pointing his holographic recorder directly at the iron wolf:
—Mr. Kaelen, internal sources at Aetheria claim to have seen Lysander Phoenix leaving your daughter Tiffany's private dressing room before the last fashion show. Given the historical rivalry between Von Lupus and Aetheria, are we witnessing a strategic alliance of Dominant Alphas through your daughter?
Backstage, hidden behind the curtains, Haru and Tiffany nervously watch the scene, while little Hiro, oblivious to everything at two years old, babbles softly clinging to his older sister's leg. Kaelen leans subtly towards the microphone.
My children are in this industry because of their impeccable technique and their conviction on the catwalk.