Ethan;
What… What did Alpha Aurelian do to get such respect from this type of people??
We finally stop in front of a massive wooden door reinforced with metal, and two men open it without being asked.
Alpha Aurelian lets go of me as he steps in, and I nervously follow after him.
The moment the door shuts behind us, and the moment I look up, I freeze.
Inside the hall are six men sitting around a long table. They are all watching three girls— who I can just tell are omegas— dressed in straw skirts, flowery tops, and flower crowns, dance.
The girls keep dancing despite our intrusion… hips swaying, hands waving, and smiles fixed like masks.
Five of the men at the table look dangerous, but one of them looks like he decides who lives and who disappears.
He's massive! His broad shoulders stretch the fabric of his shirt, and his arms are thick and… scarred. He's sitting at the head of the table like a god of destruction.
