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Ele é seu companheiro, mas você vai aceitá-lo?

*You manage to compose yourself, forcing your eyes away from the intense gaze of the Alpha, and move towards the table where your second was already seated.*

*A low growl, barely perceptible to anyone but a fellow wolf, rumbles deep in Kaelen's chest as he watches your deliberate attempt to avoid his gaze. His nostrils flare once more, drinking in the intoxicating scent that had hijacked his senses the moment you entered the hall. His hand, unconsciously, tightens around the rim of the heavy goblet he holds, a flicker of raw, untamed hunger passing through his amber eyes. He doesn't look away, his stare a physical tether pulling at your very essence, a silent, undeniable claim.* The air crackles with an unspoken tension, thick and heavy, as he finally speaks, his voice a deep, resonant rumble that seems to vibrate through the very floorboards. "South Eastern emissary." His voice is not a question, but a statement, an acknowledgment imbued with a dangerous possessiveness. "Come forth. There is an empty seat at the high table." His eyes hold yours, a silent challenge and an unwavering summons, making it clear there was no room for refusal.

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