Chapter 154: "Sacred Claims and Bitter Choices"
(Grace's POV)
The tension in my shoulders started to melt away as the silver-lined elevator doors slid shut. For the first time in hours, I could let my guard drop, even if only slightly. My hand instinctively pressed to my stomach, a reassuring gesture that had become second nature. Thirty percent. My demand for thirty percent of the pack's sacred hunting grounds replayed on a loop in my mind.
It had been an audacious request, thrown at Alexander in a moment of defiance. I wanted him to balk, to argue, maybe even refuse outright. And yet, he hadn’t.
He’d agreed.
Without hesitation.
The weight of what that meant wasn’t lost on me. That land wasn’t just any land—it was prime Crimson Moon Pack territory. Vital, sacred, and steeped i
