“Once my claim with the Council has been filed, he’ll have no choice but to answer. And to give me what I want.”
She narrowed her eyes slightly. “You think he’ll just give her up?”
There was something in her tone now. It wasn’t doubt, exactly. More like interest.
“You said she went to his pack,” she continued. “He doesn’t take that responsibility lightly.”
From what I’ve heard about Damian, he wouldn’t. Responsibility defines him. It was a weakness I could exploit.
“He won’t have a choice.” The Council would enforce the mating alliance contract, and as a responsible alpha, Damian would have to abide by it. Our laws mattered, and in this circumstance, they were on my side. Not that it made a difference.
Even if they weren’t, I’d twist them into place until they were.
“And the Elders
