Dante's POV
"You know," Belle said from the passenger seat, "I'm excellent at negotiations, just saying."
I kept my eyes on the road, trying not to smile.
Alpha Kendrick was known for his difficult, traditional behaviour and suspicion of anyone from larger packs. We persuaded him for weeks before he finally agreed to the meeting, one wrong move and he'd side with Black Moon.
And here I was, bringing Belle. Belle, who had no filter, no sense of diplomatic protocol, and a talent for saying exactly the wrong thing at exactly the wrong time.
What the hell was I thinking?
"Stop spiraling," Belle said, not looking at me. "I can hear your thoughts from here."
"I'm not spiraling." I said gripping the wheel tighter.
"You're gripping the steering wheel like it personally offended you." She
