The lion smirked before correcting Streep. “Benjamin.” He gestured to a grizzly. “This is Oliver.” Then pointed at the shifter beside him, whose animal scent Max didn’t recognize. “And this is Bryan.” “Benji, Ollie, and Bri!” Streep cheered. The three men glared at her but the lion quickly continued. “Anyway, I know you’re wondering why you all have been brought here and—” Tock pointed at the black woman, who was now quietly sitting in a corner, drinking from a large travel cup. “Who’s that?” “That’s Imani. She’s here to observe.” “Why didn’t you introduce her? Are you dismissing her very
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