THE FEAST

ADAIRA

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He took my hand and we both materialised at the pack centre where special events, mating ceremonies, and feasts like these were usually held. There was a huge bonfire in the middle, with seats arranged around it for the guests and Gavrael’s rogues. The members of the Grenshaw pack that I could see were standing around the tables, some serving drinks, some serving food, others taking away used items. The drums and instruments had been arranged at the side, and some shifters from the Grenshaw pack were playing. I was surprised to see some members of the Brookstone pack serving as well, which meant that Gavrael brought them all here so they could be slaves too. The number of them that I could see wasn’t the entire pack, so the rest were either dead or in cells.

As we walked forward, the drums beat louder, the rogues hooted and cheered on their feet, the guests stood and bowed while those serving went on their knees with their heads bent low. My heart ached to see them reduced