Alpha Lestat
That actually happened to my cousin Magnus, but my wolf is never that lucky.
Suddenly, four rogues push a massive wooden tier into the center of the tavern, right next to the giant meat roasting pits. The male wolves are already drunk, howling and slamming their stone cups against the tables. I force a fake smile for Elijah's sake, but I hate these loud gatherings. I will stay for twenty minutes, then head back to the Adebayo Alpha Keep to finish the blood-oaths.
I reach for a horn of mead, but the top of the wooden tier bursts open. A blonde female wolf in a tiny fur string bikini pops out, shaking her tail. "Ta-da!"
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