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After Jackson agrees, however reluctantly, Maya follows him into his study.Maya sinks into a plush leather chair, feeling dwarfed by the sheer size of the furniture made for a six-foot-four alpha werewolf. She watches as Jackson paces back and forth, his brow furrowed in thought, his energy radiating a palpable sense of unease."So," she says, breaking the silence, "what's so bad about this Summit Ball?"Jackson stops pacing, turning to face her, his expression irritated. "Everything," he says, his voice laced with disdain. "It's a waste of time, a breeding ground for gossip and political maneuvering. And it's filled with people I'd rather disembowel than share a glass of blood with."Maya raises an eyebrow, amused by his dramatic pronouncements. "Sounds like fun," she says, a teasing glint in her eyes.Jackson glares at her, his lips twitching in a sneer. "You have no idea," he says, his voice dropping suddenly. "The other guests might be small-minded fools, but… they're formidable

Two days later, it's finally time for the Summit. The air is thick with anticipation and a palpable sense of dread. Jackson stands by the foyer, a dark figure framed by the towering archway, checking the time on his watch. It's almost time.Snarling, he barks out final orders to Marcus and the men who will be accompanying them, his voice sharp and authoritative."Make sure the perimeter is secure," he commands, his eyes scanning the room. "I want no surprises tonight.""Yes, Alpha," Marcus replies, his voice respectful. "Everything is in place."He's about to say something else when he hears the sound of little feet coming down the stairs.It's the triplets.Jackson feels something warm roll in his chest at the sight of them in their outfits. Eli and Aiden dressed in their pressed little tuxedos, their dark hair neatly combed, their eyes wide with a mixture of nervousness and excitement.Rose, in her own emerald green dress flowing around her like a shimmering waterfall. The five-