The room was tense, the air thick with unspoken words. Elias stood beside me, his posture confident, though I could feel the tightness in his shoulders. His usual cold demeanor seemed more guarded today as if he was bracing for something more than just a negotiation.
Across from us sat the leader of the third pack, a man named Viktor. His sharp eyes never left us as he steepled his fingers together. Viktor was a master of playing both sides, and I could see why Elias had brought him into this delicate dance. We needed Viktor’s support—there was no other option—but I couldn't shake the feeling that we were walking a thin line.
"I trust you understand the gravity of this situation, Alpha Elias," Viktor said, his voice smooth but laced with caution. "But I’m not in the business of making en
