Chapter 48
The main meeting hall buzzed with tension thick enough to cut with a knife. Blood Pack members lined one side of the long table while Silver Pack's delegation sat opposite them, everyone trying to look diplomatic while sizing each other up.
I took my place beside Mason at the head of the table, making sure everyone could see exactly where my loyalties lay. If Jeffrey had any doubts about my commitment to Blood Pack, he could shove them.
“Alpha Jeffrey,” Mason said formally. “Thank you for making the journey.”
Jeffrey's eyes swept over me before responding. “Alpha Mason. I appreciate Blood Pack's hospitality.” His gaze lingered on my face. “Clara, you look well.”
“I am well,” I replied evenly. No warmth, no familiarity. Just acknowledgement.
Eliza sat to Jeffrey's right, he
