Zac POV
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“Anything?” Zac asked his brother, but he could already read the grim downwards turn of his face.
“No.” Nate shook his head.
The twins stood atop the first floor balcony of the Preston stately home overlooking the ball playing out beneath them. It was an event they organised every six months, where scores of wolves from their allied packs joined together in celebration. The upper ranks attended and filled the mansion with the mateless wolves of their packs with the hopes of them finding matches. Each ball usually produced twenty new mated couples and the twins observed the same success below them. It strengthened the individuals, which strengthened their respective packs and, in turn, strengthened their alliance.
They had begun the Full Moon ball tradition as soon as
