#Chapter 73 Afterparty

The crystal chandeliers threw shimmering light across the grand ballroom, and as I sipped sparkling juice out of a champagne glass my eyes darted over to the cluster of sullen-faced council members huddled in the corner. I couldn't suppress a smirk. "Look at them," I murmured to Ines, nodding discreetly. "You'd think someone stole their favorite chew toys." Ines snorted, her lips curving into a wicked grin. There seemed to be a weight taken off of her now that her husband was in holding while we investigated him. "I think they’ve realized they’re the chew toys, actually.” I threw my head back and laughed. My eyes swept the welcome party, still not fully believing that what I saw wasn’t a dream. I took in the mingling crowd of pack members, both old and new, and the way the ex-Rogues seemed to be integrating already. The pack, nobles aside, seemed eager to embrace their new family. And the new members were almost unrecognizable from when I first saw them, their once-ragged