Aria's POV
The first real test of my Alpha credentials came three days after returning home, in the form of a territorial dispute that couldn't wait for lengthy deliberation or careful consensus building.
"The Shadowpine Pack is claiming hunting rights to the eastern valley," my father announced during the morning pack council meeting. "They're citing a boundary agreement from 1847 that allegedly gives them access during winter months."
"What's our position?" I asked, settling into the chair that had been added to the council table specifically for my participation as Alpha heir.
"Our position," Elder Marcus replied, "is that the 1847 agreement was superseded by the 1923 Regional Accord, which clearly establishes the eastern valley as Silver Moon territory year-round."
"And Shadowpine
