The Alphas from neighboring packs stood in small groups, murmuring amongst themselves, their eyes occasionally drifting toward the elevated platform where the Alpha King usually presided. Servants moved swiftly between them, pouring wine, offering food, bowing their heads.Yet despite the grandeur, something was off.“Where is Alpha King Desmond?” one of the visiting Alphas asked, his voice low but edged with impatience.Another Alpha beside him chuckled lightly. “Perhaps attending to something more important than entertaining us.”“Or perhaps, reminding his prisoners who rules this land" a third added, swirling the wine in his glass.A ripple of laughter followed but the unease lingered because the longer Desmond was absent, the heavier the atmosphere became.At the far side of the hall, Seraphina stood tall, her chin slightly lifted, her expression composed, almost regal.Beside her, Ava remained quiet, her gaze scanning the room, sharp and observant while Jack stood just a few ste
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