Chapter 39: Power and Loss
(Dominic's POV)
The Southern Pack delegation finally left the mansion. The entire day had been swallowed by dragged-out negotiations about Jack Richardson’s exile and its fallout.
Resources, troop pathways, land agreements—every word felt stiff, each demand and compromise more frustrating than the last.
Elena had arrived poised, her every word dripping with careful calculation to leverage her new position as heir, while I had fought hard to maintain the Thorn Pack’s standing.
But something hadn’t felt right all day.
Amelia.
Her absence during these crucial discussions left an unfamiliar void. Normally, she would have been there, managing the smaller details—preparing the welcome tea with just the right calming herbs, ensuring dignitaries felt at eas
