THE NEGOTIATION
The iron bars slammed shut behind them, the echo still ringing in my ears long after Richard was gone. Darkness swallowed the cell again... but this time, it felt final. The courtyard of the White Stone Pack's border was lit by burning torches, their flames bending low under the weight of the night wind. Wolves guards stood along the stone path, perfectly aligned, their silence palpable as they remained alert, poised for either a command or the scent of blood. Alpha Marvin stood at the center. My mate. "He's here.." I said. My mother held my hand, and said, "Poor Marvin... I hope he can do it, and save us here." I told my mom what happened and what I've heard, even though we are here in the secret basement from the underground. Alpha Marvin's presence alone seemed to bend the air
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