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I had decorated the entire mansion beautifully, especially the royal hall.
Everyone was praising it. Every person who arrived said the event had been arranged perfectly.
Couples were happily dancing with their mates, while Jenna was still getting ready.
Thankfully, this time she wasn’t anxious like she was on her birthday.
At least she knew there was no one waiting to blackmail her.
"Okay, everyone! It’s time for the entrance of the she-wolf this mate ball has been arranged for," I announced, clapping my hands excitedly as I stepped aside.
I was wearing a beautiful pink gown myself, but the moment Jenna appeared, all eyes went to her.
She wore the most perfect green gown, with a bright smile lighting up her face.
Her friends immediately rushed toward her, and this time, Jenna welcomed them wholeheartedly.
No tears.
No worries.
They took her hands and instantly started showering her with compliments.
Everyone else was there too, except Gigi.
I’d heard she wasn’t feeling well, which was why Ragnar had made it very clear that he would only spend a few minutes with everyone before going back to her.
It was a full moon, after all, and apparently he needed to be with his chosen mate.
The chosen mate he still hadn’t marked or officially accepted, by the way.
But who was I to complain?
More importantly, why would I?
Ragnar wasn’t my target right now.
The other two brothers came first.
A few days ago, I had successfully managed to dodge the conversation between them.
Weirdly enough, Theodore later told me that Ragnar had been the one to suggest he tell his brothers how he felt about me.
Which meant Ragnar already knew there was something going on between Theodore and me.
Obviously, Theodore hadn’t told him exactly how involved I was or how much I had been participating in whatever this was between us.
But eventually, that would come out too.
For now, they had apparently decided to wait until my wolf woke up before having that conversation.
Whatever the hell that meant.
As planned, the men had arrived wearing masks, while the women wore smaller ones that covered only their eyes.
Jenna began moving from one masked man to another, dancing with each of them because the whole point of the night was for her to find her mate.
I hadn’t had the chance to meet many of the guests, but I did spot Bruno arriving in a black suit and joining Lady Lucille, who immediately started complaining that he never came to see her.
Then there were Theodore and Jaguar.
Neither of them wore masks, just like me.
They stood in one corner with drinks in their hands, both of them watching me.
Theodore wore a dark brown suit that seemed to catch the light from across the room, while Jaguar was dressed in gray.
Their eyes remained fixed on me.
They were easily the most handsome men in the room.
Well, until their brother showed up dressed entirely in black.
Ragnar approached Jenna and interrupted her dance, immediately drawing everyone’s attention.
He spoke to her briefly, and from the way he carried himself, I could tell he was excusing himself from the event.
Jenna nodded and gave him a small bow before he turned to leave.
As he walked away, his eyes landed on me.
Then he looked down.
And looked at me again.
A quick double take.
He was so distracted that he nearly walked straight into an older man standing in his path.

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