Clara's POV
I sat cross-legged on the floor of our bedroom, surrounded by an impressive collection of gifts that had arrived over the past week. Ever since our return from the Regional Alpha Council meeting, it seemed like every alpha who had attended was trying to curry favor with Darius through me.
There were expensive jewelry sets from the Eastern Territories, rare wines from the Mountain Clans, silk scarves from the Coastal Regions, and even a custom-made dagger with an ornate handle from the Northern Pack. Each gift came with a carefully worded note expressing admiration for our "partnership" and hopes for future cooperation.
It was both flattering and exhausting.
I picked up a delicate crystal figurine of a wolf that had arrived that morning, turning it over in my hands to examin
