POV: Narrator
The morning sun barely touched the horizon when Karl made his move. He'd spent the entire night pacing his room, replaying every conversation he'd ever had with Marcus Wells, looking for something, anything – he could use as leverage.
I'm the one who can fix this, he told himself as he approached the compound's main gate. Stephen's too proud, Nathan's too violent, and Elijah doesn't even want her back. But I understand politics. I can make a deal.
The guards at the gate recognized him immediately. Word of his conversations with Marcus had spread through the Northern Pack faster than wildfire.
"I need to speak with Alpha Wells," Karl said, keeping his voice steady despite the silver weapons pointed at his chest. "Tell him Karl Blackwood is here to negotiate."
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