Vincent POV
The room was tense, thick with the scent of dominance and agitation. I leaned back in my seat, casting a steady gaze over the gathered Alphas. This wasn’t a meeting I called lightly. I could feel the prickling currents of resentment, even before I’d spoken a word. But this needed to happen, and they all knew it.
“Vincent,” Ryker, the Alpha of the Eastern Pack, broke the silence, his voice laced with impatience.
“What’s all this about? We’ve all got our own problems to handle.”
I held his gaze, unflinching. Ryker’s arrogance was a given, as natural to him as breathing. But his pack was struggling. I’d heard whispers of border disputes, rogues picking off his hunters, and morale sinking by the day.
“Exactly why we’re here,” I replied calmly. “Each of our packs has been fa
