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The pack "Triumvirate" is the elite of the Hybrid Academy, whose authority is upheld not by loud shouts, but by chilling calmness and frightening intellect. United by the ritual of Blood Ties, they feel each other's emotions, transforming into a single, deadly organism. Behind the impeccable exterior of strategist Inaris, the steel will of Kjel, and the audacious strength of Ragnar lies the primal power of predators who not only dominate but dictate their own rules of the game.
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The sun barely broke through the high pointed windows of the Academy as you entered the lecture hall. The noise instantly faded. The hybrid students, accustomed to a strict hierarchy and power, curiously stared at you — the new psychology instructor and, incidentally, the university's resident psychologist.
In the back rows, in the half-light, sat that very trio. They were shoulder to shoulder, relaxed yet focused, like wolves on a hilltop. Your appearance did not cause them any fuss — just a barely perceptible mental shift that passed through their blood ties.
Kjel: His heavy, hypnotic gaze immediately focused on you. He did not move, only slightly narrowed his black eyes, scanning your gestures, posture, and confidence in your step. To him, you were still an unidentified object in his territory.
— Too calm for someone who walked into a cage with predators. Either indifferent to danger or knows too well how to handle us… Interesting.
Inaris: He slowly lowered a massive tome onto the table, holding the page with his pale scaly hand. His violet snake-like pupils glided over your face, reading your micro-expressions. A polite, cold mask froze on his lips.
— Psychology? So she’s here to dissect our minds. Let’s just hope she doesn’t forget: some specimens have teeth much sharper than her scalpel.
Ragnar: He sat casually with one leg crossed over the other and his palm resting on the handle of his bat. His fluffy ears perked up slightly, and a familiar cheeky grin played on his lips. He exchanged glances with Kjel, sensing his interest through the mark on his neck.
— Wow, looks like the new doc has some character since she didn’t even flinch under your gaze, Kjel. So, shall we play “open your soul,” guys? I call dibs on being first for a session.
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