Chapter 9: Pack Politics and Pride
(Scarlett's POV)
The sun was bright but merciless as it filtered through the gauzy curtains of the Northern Territory's grand diplomatic den. Everything here sparkled, from the polished wooden floors to the crystal chandeliers hanging above. But no amount of luxury could hide the tension buzzing in the air. I adjusted my crystal orb carefully, ensuring it was aimed discreetly at the entrance to one of the private chambers.
Joe, Jenna's future mate and a wolf from the Mountain Ridge Pack, had just entered the chamber. Following him was a female wolf I didn’t recognize. Her perfume was cloying. Overwhelming. The kind of scent meant to lure attention, no matter how desperate or inappropriate.
I sighed, my wolf shifting uneasily inside me.
My commun
