AVA-ROSE'S POVGracefully, I glided down the aisle leading to the dining hall. The naked monstrosities of white-marbled statues that my mate called art lined the hallways like guards in Buckingham Palace. My wolf was torn. She wanted to obey the obligations the Moon Goddess bestowed upon us. But she also wanted her pack to be happy. But being mated to the Alpha of the Drexel Forest Pack wasn't an easy task. Alastor Drexel was a man so ferocious, he ate the hearts of his enemies. His humanity was, if not non-existent, it was close to being so. My stomach girdled as I anticipated tonight's feast. Dexter Black, Alpha of the Midnight Rune pack, was defeated by my mate. He owed our pack a significant amount of money, and he was days overdue. Alastor challenged him to a duel, a fight to the death, and the poor unfortunate fool accepted. Now his head was mounted on a spike on the front lawn, next to Alastor's other kills. The big clock to my left chimed, waking up my tired legs. I picked u
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