Crimson Outcast
The air thickened with the scents of roasted venison, honeyed bread, and wild herbs, mingling with the sharper musk of wolves whose excitement thrummed just beneath the surface.
The guests roared with laughter and song, their voices bouncing off the vaulted ceilings. Nobles toasted with crystal goblets, their words rich with flattery and political polish. Alphas raised their tankards high, spilling wine over the edges as they praised the bond of their prince and his new mate.
Blake and Amara sat at the head table, their marks still faintly glowing in the soft light. Every time their eyes met, the room seemed to quiet for a breath, as though all present could sense the divine fire that now te
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