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Toni hummed happily as she moved around the party, enjoying her long flowing skirt and the glass of hard cider in her hands. She was buzzing quite happily already, being an incredible lightweight, and she wasn’t paying much attention when she turned and bumped right into a tall older woman.

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The age old war between the wolves and vampires was more than a myth. Of course they lived in relative peace in Nightmare and the sister towns, but that was for the benefit of others. What went on behind the scenes was usually a lot more hostile.

Being on The Council was an honor that Vlad had held on to since the establishment of Nightmare. He had seen plenty of wolves come and go, most of them barely worth even a glance from him. But he knew when Freya had come onto the scene that she was different. She was a challenge and, perhaps, someone to watch out for.

That didn’t stop him from doing everything he could to enrage the little wolf.

The Council meeting ended and all the members departed. Vlad sat back in his chair, one finger absently tracing the table top as he half watched Freya gather her things for her own departure. A sly smirk formed, though he quickly tucked it away. 

“Pity the vote didn’t go your way... again.”