Chapter 41: A Fragile Accord
Aria’s POV
The tension in the room was so thick it could have been sliced with a knife. Killian stood to my left, arms crossed over his chest, his icy glare fixed on Darius. Across the table, Darius leaned back in his chair with a smirk that radiated confidence, though his fingers drummed an anxious rhythm against the wooden surface.
Between them sat a fragile piece of paper: the terms of an alliance.
This wasn’t just any alliance. It was the first step toward uniting packs that had been enemies for decades. And it was my idea—a decision I was beginning to regret as their tempers flared.
“This is ridiculous,” Killian growled, his voice low and threatening. “I don’t trust him, Aria. How can you expect me to work with someone who’s spent years undermining ev
