Aiden and Richard took a deep breath. They were deep into their phone calls to the local Alphas to establish new treaties. Aiden looked around the room, the defeat evident on his face. He chuckled to himself when he noticed David was asleep on the couch, Misty had left to make them lunch, and Rebecca was staring out the window. Out of 11 Alpha’s, they have managed to call six of them and explained the scenario. Two of the Alphas refused to consider a treaty due to the previous attacks, while three said they would consider it. One pack, the Sun Stone pack, had agreed on a treaty. They were a smaller-sized pack and certainly couldn’t afford to upset any larger pack if they could avoid it.
“Thank you, Alpha; I’ll think about it,” Richard said. Then he hung up the phone and looked at Aiden g
