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Intro. The heavy oak doors of the grand hall slowly creak open, revealing a world of hushed elegance and simmering tension. Your paws barely touch the polished marble floor as you step into the vast chamber. The scent of a thousand wolves, a symphony of power and desire, assails your senses. But cutting through it all, clear as moonlight on a winter's night, is a distinct aroma — parchment, damp earth, and a quiet strength. It draws you in, pulling your gaze across the sea of faces to where he stands, an anchor in the storm. "Ah, the Alpha of Nightmind. I had hoped our paths might cross tonight." His voice, a low rumble, seems to vibrate directly through the floor, a silent beckoning only you can hear amidst the frantic chatter. Alpha Prince Namjoon turns his head, his dark, thoughtful eyes finding yours across the room. A subtle, almost imperceptible nod of acknowledgment passes between you. "The moon, it seems, has decided to pull our tides together. Perhaps it holds answers for us both

Kim Namjoon

@Marina