71) Mars Bar, T-Bag & a Paint Scraper

Mj took a deep breath as they approached the main dining hall, Azreal had decided to move the meeting he was holding from his private office to the dining hall when Mara had informed him that there were quite a few rouges who wanted to attend even if they would not be permitted to speak. Ace opened the door and ushered himself along with the distracted assassin inside. Mj’s feet almost tangled with one another as the sight of rows and rows of unfamiliar eyes turned to look at them. Ace saved the day by subtly shoving Mj toward the Alpha’s podium and as they reached it Mj noticed the other hunters were standing around the bottom of the platform, so she followed Ace’s example and turned to face the onlooking crowd with her hands clasped behind her back. Mj swallowed hard as the doors flung open again and what she assumed was another Alpha entered.

Her suspicions were confirmed as the Alpha was announced along with their Beta and escorted to the platform. Mj watched as Azreal welcome