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The moon ceremony

Trent Piccolo reached for the dagger that was strapped to his thigh. He wore a loose robe-like tunic, like everyone else there. He mingled among the guests, undetected, as he had bathed in a strong alcohol-based potion to block his scent temporarily. It would wear off in a few hours, but he wasn't planning to stay for long anyway.

He didn't have a partner tonight and had no intention of undressing with the crowd. He had missed a great opportunity when Ruben had crossed him while he was welcoming the guests, but he hadn't been close enough to make the kill. He positioned himself just a few steps away from the stage, then he waited. He knew his chance would come.

Turning his head to the left, he saw two pairs arrive. There were a few more mating ceremonies scheduled that day. It was a common practice among packs to do all pending mating and turning ceremonies at the same time.

He watched bored as the omega climbed on his human mate, then bit her neck. With the sound
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