Ravenna’s POV
The executives rose once we stepped into the boardroom, their heads bowed. “Welcome back, Alpha—”
“Let’s get to work,” he said sharply and settled at the end of a long table.
The men sat back, their movements calculated, well-coordinated, and their expressions determined.
I sat on the chair right beside him; his aura rubbed off on me. I ignored Ryder and Kate, who were sitting next to each other, their expressions professional. Of course, they knew to behave appropriately in the presence of the king.
“Now, let’s talk about the business deal with the BlackVeil Pack.” The king opened his laptop.
Ryder rose and stepped forward with a tablet in his hand. “Yes, chairman sir. The BlackVeil Pack is going to war with the Storm Fang Pack, and the BlackVeil Pack wanted us to supp
