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... , Aestrea suddenly stopped right at the entrance, one hand still on the doorframe, as his eyes slowly drifted toward the source of the strange noise.
James stood on top of a long oak table, shirt half untucked, face red, hair a mess, head thrown back as he howled again, louder and worse.
"...What the fuck happened in the twenty minutes I was gone?" he mumbled in complete confusion.
In the distance, Derek sat on a bench near the center table, one arm hooked around the back ...
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