Vicky~
One of the trade representatives spotted me from across the hall and raised a hand.
Beta Marcus Hale of the Frost Fang Pack approached with an easy smile. Having spent decades handling negotiations between packs, he was known for his diplomatic charm.
Unfortunately, I knew enough about politics to understand that charm rarely came without hidden teeth.
"Lady Vicky." He called out as his smile widened.
"Beta Marcus."
I said, stretching my hands for a handshake while he looked around in surprise.
"No Alpha Rowan today?"
He asked again. Somehow, the question earned only a polite expression from me.
"Pack matters kept him occupied."
"Of course." He said and chuckled. "The representative from the Ironclaw Territory arrived earlier than expected. He's difficult."
Marcus finally
