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The first-ranked Alpha was around in his late 20s and rumours had it that he already had seven kids and 2 concubines in addition to his Luna. After another 30 minutes, the second-ranked Alpha arrived looking more majestic than the other two Alphas. He's dressed in a golden brown top coat made of Vicuna wool with a white turtle neck shirt made of baby cashmere underneath it. His black pants were also of vicuna fabric and his black and gold checkered leather shoes screamed 'Custom made!' and had the letters R.P. at the heels. At the hem of the right side of his jacket was an image of a fearsome black wolf with red eyes and a moonstone necklace around its neck- the brand of Ralton pack. His Bet

Pierre's POV You are invited to attend A Black Tie Event Induction Ceremony for the new leaders of the Scarlet Union May 17, 2021 | 7 PM The Lunar Shrine Hotel and Casino As I carefully read the details on the black tie invitation which Alpha Lexington had secured for me and my Beta Jaxon Smith, I was overcome with anticipation. As this was a fancy event, I made sure to be at my best. For this occasion, I chose to wear a black tie dinner jacket with satin lapels and shawl collar. As for the black tie itself, I selected something that was proportionate to my head. Finally, I finished the look by putting a white handkerchief at the left breast pocket of my dinner jacket and wore a pair of pol

His mustache and beard were trimmed to perfection, and his black suit was offset only by a purple sash that wrapped from one shoulder to the opposite hip. “That’s him,” the Ambassador whispered. “That’s the Lycan Alpha Richard.” As if he had heard the Ambassador speak, the Alpha lifted his head. Yet rather than look at the Ambassador, who had been speaking, or at Jason, the other Alpha here, he looked right at me.

I stood at the center of it, wearing a dark silver gown lined with the crest of every allied pack. Chase was beside me, tall and steady in his Alpha armor. The twins stood in front of us, Finn in a black formal coat with the royal crest stitched into the shoulder, Fia in a simple blue dress that hid more power than any weapon ever could. And behind them, leaning lazily against a stone pillar like he owned the building… Lucian. He looked bored. Dangerous. And completely uninterested in the fact that every single alpha in the world was currently terrified of him.

They were strong and war the armor of Gammas. “Oh, Judy…” I heard a familiar voice. I lifted my gaze to meet my combat professor's startled expression. “Professor…” I breathed, still unable to look at the Alpha in front of me. “We were just talking about you,” he told me, giving a nervous chuckle; he couldn’t look at the Alpha and he kept his eyes on me. “I want to introduce you to Alpha Levi Churchill.” My mind nearly burst in my head. Alpha Levi Churchill was one of the powerful Lycan Chairmen and the one going around with the Elite Gamma force to recruit students for the competition.

Zoe immediately deviated from the tailor. I rolled my eyes as she walked into the room to inspect Ilario. He still had his arms stretched out and legs slightly apart with pins in his burgundy and black jacquard blazer and black pants. It was a vague tradition that the ranked members had to follow. Alpha and Luna rank the ceremonial clothes must include gold. Betas wear blue, Gammas green, and Deltas red.

I told her with a smile so she knew I wasn't upset about the conversation. I put the rest of my clothes away as we continued our chat. My Aunt Marianne had been right about my uniforms and dress shoes being here when I got here. I found grey plaid skirts in another drawer, with ties to match, along with white blouses and grey vests in another drawer. The plaid skirts and ties were made up of various different shades of grey, while the vests and socks were light grey. Katie explained that Omegas wear grey, while Alpha males wear dark blue and Alpha females wear light blue. Betas wore dark and light green, while Gammas wore light and dark red. She said warriors would be in Orange, since only m

The ritual was stripped to its essentials, as there was no time for anything longer. They dried me with clean linen and brought forward the Alpha regalia kept specifically for moments when power had to change hands without warning: a dark formal coat embroidered with the Silverspear crest in silver thread, a heavy black-and-silver mantle that settled across my shoulders with surprising weight, and the simple iron circlet used when the full ceremonial crown could not be retrieved in time. It was the second time in the history of our pack that these items had been needed.

Harry, 20 years old, Southern United States. The shadowy figure of young Alpha slipped through the woods without making a sound. Then, when he finally heard the muffled sound of voices, he stopped walking and raised his fist in the air. The two warriors of his pack, whom he had chosen to accompany him, stopped in their turn. They were fully clothed in the black combat gear provided by the Council, evidence of the mission's sponsor. On their chests was embroidered the badge in black thread: the letter C in Gothic lettering planted by six swords.

Finally, I was going to be with the man I loved forever. The White Fang Pack's territory glowed with enchanting lights as the sun dipped below the horizon. Alphas and Lunas from different packs gathered, creating a vibrant energy of unity and celebration. I stood at the heart of the clearing in a white gown adorned with lace and detailed beadwork. A silver tiara graced my brown hair, a symbol of the new role I was about to embrace. Landon, my strong Alpha, wore a custom-tailored suit that complemented the regality of the occasion. The navy fabric highlighted his broad shoulders, and the pack emblem on the cuffs spoke of our shared commitment.