The Lineup

Corbin’s POV

The heavy, rhythmic bass from the post-ceremony reception pounded through the floorboards of my private office. Every thump rattled the crystal whiskey tumbler sitting on my mahogany desk and grated against my fraying nerves. Down in the courtyard below, my pack members were grinding on the dance floor, drinking from open kegs, and laughing loudly to celebrate my union with Sloane. I