Dane's POV.
Sitting before the other Alpha's has always been stressful and irritating to me because, trust me, I hated it so much.
It felt as though they were just summoning us all to make fun of each other, or even more disgusting, they summoned us just to waste our precious moment.
My hand limply placed on the table that was before me, and with a frustrated sigh leaving my lips every second of the day, I couldn't help but begin to drum with my fingers on the table, lazily.
“We have to make it right this time. We don't know who they might attack next! The lines of our pack must be secured! The rogues shouldn't be allowed close to the border either.” Alpha Zeph uttered with a deep voice, the Alpha of the Ash Pack.
“You are right, Zeph! We must do what is right!” Noah asserted, in
