Hundreds of werewolves, sat around the large wooden table, plates piled high with an amazing smell. The smell only made me feel hungrier but I walked silently with Zara. Alphas of different packs were seated with their Lunas and every plate had something different on it, probably to match each werewolf's specific cravings. Seeing all the trays of food, I inwardly felt bad for the slaves that had to prepare all these types of foods. They really worked hard and then at the end ate nothing.
"Miss here is your seat", Just as I was about to sit next to Zara, one maid approached me. "Yes you have to sit next to Alpha Damien", Zara murmured when I turned my puzzled look at her. "Huh!", My jaw dropped when I recalled the Luna rules. I was the Luna and I had to sit next to him.
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