NEGOTIATION

As the emissary from the Council of Elders approached, the atmosphere grew charged with anticipation. Alpha Damien stood tall and resolute, his eyes locked on the robed figure. Every muscle in his body was tense, prepared for any sign of aggression.

The emissary, an elder named Elysia, surveyed the scene before her, noting the weapons drawn and the palpable tension in the air. She was no stranger to confrontations, but the strength of Damien’s pack was impressive, even intimidating. Yet, she was here on official business and had no intention of backing down.

"Alpha Damien," she began, her voice steady and authoritative. "I come on behalf of the Council of Elders to discuss matters of great importance concerning your pack and the legacy of your mate, Elena."

Damien narrowed his eyes, his posture stiffening. "What business does the council have with my mate? Speak plainly, Elysia, or you’ll find it difficult to speak at all."

Elysia raised her hands further, hoping to diffuse the tensio