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Thirty-Eight: The Masquerade Ball.

ELIANA.

The moment we pulled over was when the clock struck twelve. I stepped out, but not without my glittery black mask over my eyes and it was at that moment, that the wind breezed into me the reality of tonight.

I turned to Denver whose charcoal black mask fitted perfectly over the bridge of his nose and Ivan went with a grey color. We assembled amid the whole Pack, their hundred bodies the perfect camouflage.

“Are you ready to do this?” Ivan asked. I leaned forward because I could barely even hear him. “Are you ready to do this?!” He said louder. “I should be asking you that!” I replied him. From here, we were supposed to split. The plan was for Denver and I to stay together up until it was time for Jaxon to make his announcement before we took on him.

While Ivan was supposed to head up to the chamber to get my Dad when everyone else had come down. He was supposed to get him, take him to the car and drive him back to the cabin before bringing the car back. Denver and I ought to
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