For most guests, the day had been spent in relaxation with a mix of beauty treatments, sparring matches, and hot springs in the snow.
But when night fell, the real party began.
The ballroom had a roof made of glass, and the moonlight shone through like their own personal disco ball, making everything glitter and sparkle. The music blared, alcohol ran freely, and food of every kind was laid out everywhere.
Caleb and his wolves entered the ballroom, drawing the attention of most of the room.
There were tables and chairs scattered throughout the building, places to relax or enjoy some food. Caleb found one that was empty and chose it as their base of operations. He sat down, Galen joining him and offering a drink he had picked up somewhere along the way.
The rest of his wolves also sat; they fit almost perfectly at the table, with two left standing.
