AUTHOR'S POVThe courtyard of the pack house looked the opposite of the liveliness around. It smelt of tension and didn't even look ordinary now. Werewolves in shifted form had created a perimeter, encircling the area as a response to the intrusion. They were large and dark under the moonlight and their breathing was so audible yet low and almost rhythmic. Caelen was standing at the center of it with his sons behind him and a few other vampires who had come along with them. Vera walked out of the pack house unhurriedly with a cold smile, eyeing the vampires that had gotten the boldness to step into her territory uninvited. She stopped on the steps above the courtyard and looked down at them "I was actually wondering when you would come," she said. "Shut the fuck up because you wasted time wondering then." Riven replied instantly and earned himself a brief look from her. "You are the aggressive one. I still don't understand how and where you got the aggressiveness from. Yo
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