There was a stunned silence, and Xaden sat back in his seat, seemingly satisfied with the speech.
The room went quiet, and they all looked at each other.
And then someone started clapping, and they followed suit.
"Please join me and feast." He said.
The feast ritual was held for all the wolves in attendance.
Everything was in order.
There was expected to be dancing, open sex, drinking, food, and anything else a feast could entail.
Xaden didn't have much interest in the feast.
Unlike the hunt or the final festival, which was the sacrifice.
It was optional.
You did not have to join or stay till the end of the night.
While they ate their meal, a servant replenished his wine.
It was a different person from the young man who constantly replenished his wine.
"Where is Cullen?" hehe asked.
"He had fallen ill, my lord." The girl said quietly. "I was made to replace him."
He looked at her.
She was small in stature and had brown hair.
