As the Nightshade Brothers, as they were called, Orion, Apollo, and Hector, entered the banquet hall, the atmosphere shifted. Their presence instantly became the focal point of attention, and hushed discussions about their excellence and popularity rippled through the crowd.
“Oh, goddess, look how handsome they are,” one woman grinned at her friends.
“If I could I would climb them like a tree,” the other gushed.
“They all are so hot, that they only need to say hi to me and I would just give them my everything,” another smiled seductively at the brothers as they moved in unison.
They were the wet dream of every she-wolf present in the hunt. They were charismatic and handsome, their presence alone was capable of making other werewolves jealous, as everyone present only wanted to see them
