CHAPTER 83.
~~THIRD POINT OF VIEW~~.
Inside the Alpha President’s office.
The air was crisp, and the atmosphere felt a little tense. Alpha De-Shawn sat in front of his table, flipping through some documents.
After a while, he closed the folder and walked straight to where he kept his wine—expensive bottles reserved for special occasions.
He grabbed one and placed it in the middle of the table, along with two glasses. Then he returned to his seat to wait for his guest.
Minutes earlier, he had sent his PA to invite the New pack’s communication director.
The next moment, a sharp knock landed on the door, and his PA peeked her head in. “She’s on her way, sir,” she informed him. “She'll be here any minute now.”
Alpha De-Shawn nodded and she left, closing the door carefully behind her.
