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... is eyes turned molten gold. "You smug, tea-sipping bastard!"
With a roar, Dren launched himself over the table.
Chaos erupted.
Thrones screeched on the stone floor. The heavy oak table cracked as Alphas leapt from their seats—some to hold Alpha Dren back, others just to avoid being caught in the crossfire. Beta Theon flinched back as the cups on the table flew past his face.
"Decorum!" Someone yelled. But no one listened.
Alpha Julius didn’t move. Not at f ...
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