XARION'S POV
My company meeting wraps up smoothly, and I'm feeling pretty damn good about it.
Three major investors just agreed to back our new territory expansion, which means more resources, more influence, and more stability for the pack.
I shake hands with Harlow Hale, the lead investor, a sharp-eyed wolf in his fifties who's known for being ruthless in business but fair when you earn his respect.
"Excellent work, Alpha Xarion," Harlow says, clapping me on the shoulder. "I think this partnership is going to be very profitable for all of us."
"Agreed," I reply with a firm nod. "I'm looking forward to it."
The other two investors, Helena Graves and Davidson Stone, both nod in approval. Helena adjusts her designer glasses and smiles. "Shall we head somewhere more private to discuss
