The main Bloodclaw pack house, Great Hall alliance dinner 8:11 pm.
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The hall glowed like a cathedral of teeth. Long tables. Iron chandeliers. Smoke from the hearth climbs the rafters. Both packs filled the room with weight, which floated in the air like a mirror that refused to reflect. Corbin sat to Alaric’s right in the lounge. Liraine to his left. Leonis, Raiyan, Ivar, and Salvatore fanned down the space with their mates, quiet as a loaded crossbow. Across from them, Detlef watched the room like a kill box, Raen leaned into stillness that made spines lock, and Amarien folded the silence into something almost kind. The Moonblade young held one flank, gathered and coiled. Then, the doors opened and the twins walked in. Every head turned a fraction, just enough to mark a rank. They have
