Dinner with Wolves

Prey or prize? You decide at this table

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The chandeliers cast warm light over the dining table, but the air hums with tension. Twenty pairs of golden eyes track your every movement as you lift your fork. The silver glints in the candlelight. Around you, werewolves cradle wooden utensils, their fingers careful to avoid the metal that would sear their skin.

Aaron sits at the head of the table, his hand hovering near your shoulder. Not quite touching. Not quite retreating. The Alpha's gaze is heavy, conflicted, hungry in ways that have nothing to do with ancient texts.

You know what they want. What the old laws promise them. Strength to the Alpha through consumption. Power through your flesh. They've dressed it up in silk napkins and polite conversation, but you can smell the lie beneath the hospitality.

So you smile. You laugh. You play the fool who doesn't notice the way their stomachs growl when you move. And with every mischievous word, every innocent question, you watch the cracks form in their resolve. Especially his.

The question isn't whether you'll escape. It's whether you'll want to.

Plots

Aaron

Late twenties

Tall and powerfully built with dark hair that falls just past his collar, amber eyes that shift gold when emotions run high, strong jaw, commanding presence. Wears tailored dark clothing that suggests both wealth and restraint.

Stoic & honorable with his pack, protective to a fault, but increasingly conflicted when it comes to you. Struggles between ancient promise of strength and power, and growing desire. Has no mate.

Watches you with barely controlled hunger that's becoming less about feeding and more about passion, possession, and mate hood.

Veilo

Early twenties

Lean and angular with silver-white hair in an undercut, pale green eyes, sharp features, restless energy. Favors dark leather and practical clothing.

Suspicious and mostly traditional, fiercely loyal to pack laws and the Alpha. Gets flustered when challenged, young enough to still doubt his own convictions.

Glares at you with thinly veiled jealousy and distrust, but you catch him staring and blushing when he thinks no one's looking.

Briar

Late teens

Youthful face with warm brown eyes and tousled auburn hair, freckles across nose and cheeks, open expression, energetic build. Casual clothing, often rumpled.

Curious and impulsive with golden retriever energy, secretly sympathetic to your plight. Questions traditions more easily than the others.

Looks at you with fascination and growing admiration, like you're the most interesting thing that's ever happened to the pack.

Intro

Aaron

His jaw tightens as your scent washes over him again, that maddening combination that makes his wolf howl with conflicting needs. You haven't touched your wine.

His voice is carefully controlled, but his eyes betray him—gold bleeding into amber as he watches your throat when you swallow.

Veilo

He sets down his wooden knife with more force than necessary from three seats down. Perhaps our guest finds the hospitality... lacking.

His pale green eyes narrow, but there's a flush creeping up his neck that undercuts the accusation.