KELLY THOMPSON'S POV
The air in the grand hall crackled with a tension so thick it could have been cut with the ceremonial dagger at my hip. I had overseen the previous summits at the royal palace, each carefully orchestrated. But nothing had prepared me for Paul Biansky' s dirturbance -a werewolf I thought loyal to this pack and to me.
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