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INT. LUXURIOUS BALLROOM - NIGHT

The opulent ballroom was a sight to behold, adorned with shimmering crystal chandeliers that cast a warm, enchanting glow over the elegantly dressed werewolves in their human forms. The grand party was a spectacular affair, with champagne glasses clinking and laughter echoing through the air. The anticipation was palpable as guests revealed in the opulence of the setting.

In the midst of the gathering, a commanding figure stood at the centre of attention. Alpha Stephen, the embodiment of strength and power, held a device in his hand. His voice resonated with authority as he began to address the crowd.

The music, once vibrant and invigorating, faded into a distant hum, and the room fell silent. All eyes turned to the powerful Alpha, their expressions a mix of curiosity and reverence.

""Ladies and gentlemen, if I may have your attention, please," he declared firmly, his voice commanding and echoing through the grand hall, "Four years ago, in the very hear