After an exhausting day of phone calls about war and rumors of war, Charlie and I had spoken to nearly all of the packs on the East Coast. We had alliances with several of them and several owed us favors. These packs held strong to their promise to us. My Goddess given gifts of negotiation had helped many and they wanted to help if they could.
The difficulty was in convincing the ones who we hadn’t been involved with. We are a fairly well-known pack and I have at least a passing acquaintance with all of the Alphas on the East Coast. But that doesn’t mean that they are willing to help without knowing who the threat was or why.
Even if you had the golden tongue of Hermes, how do you call someone that you barely know and ask for help in a rumored war, but you can’t provide any details?
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