"Uh..okay," you reply, feeling a bit confused at her hospitality, and a little underdressed next to her fashion, and quite poor next to her obvious wealth.
She leads you to a large dining room, with a table that seats roughly twenty. All but two of the seats are filled with people, both male and female, who are equally formally dressed. They all seem to eye you strangely as you're escorted to a seat at the head of the table, right next to your strange host.
Two maids and two butlers crisply begin serving a four course meal, consisting of soup, a salad, a roast dish, and a pudding of some form. Each dish is exquisite, clearly prepared by superior chefs, but you can't help but feel something is not quite right, though you have no proof of anything. Perhaps it's the way the people eye you with something akin to hunger or lust. Perhaps it's the way that even the most delicate of the women eagerly gobbled down the roast beef. Perhaps it's the way they simply kept glancing skyward at the skylight above the table, currently covered by a thick curtain.
Your host smiles at the throng of guests, who now are murmuring restlessly, all staring up at the covered skylight. "Ah yes, my friends," she says, smiling broadly. "The time is almost upon us." The butlers took up positions at opposite corners of the room, grasping golden ropes that connect to the curtain over the skylight.
Arousal seems to grip the other guests, and you watch somewhat amazed, and somewhat frightened as they begin to kiss each other passionately. Men are kissing their women, the women are kissing each other, and men are kissing men. Your host leans over, kissing you deeply, putting your hand on her breasts. "Tonight, you join my family, lost one. Tonight you join our pack!" she says, whispering a growl in your ear.