Julian's Point of View
The Alpha of the Moonwalker pack has been waging war on the Luperci Pack, but I can’t risk my head for a war I know nothing about. Just then, Jace handed a file over to me.
“Their Alpha asked me to give this to you. It’s an alliance letter. It’s of no need since we’re rejecting their offer,” Jace said firmly, placing a thick folder on my desk. “I just had to give it to you because you’re the Alpha, and the final decision lies with you. But I trust you’ll make a wise one.”
His voice carried a note of caution, but I barely glanced at him as I flipped open the file lazily, fingers drumming against the polished surface of the table. I wasn’t interested in more empty promises or frivolous offers of alliances. My focus was sharper than ever—power. That’s all that matter
