Chapter Eight: The Proposal

Akira’s POV.

I stood outside Kael's office, my heart racing with anxiety and excitement. I had rehearsed my proposal a thousand times. I spent the last week going through the pack’s archive hoping to find something I can use in convincing Kael to see things from my point of view and work with me.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Akira," Kael said, his voice low and unusually gentle. "Come in."

I entered the office, my eyes meeting with Kael's. He sat behind his desk, his long jet-black hair covering half of his face, his pink lips looked tantalizing and I desperately yearned to kiss him till all he can say is my name.

But for now, I came here to ally.

"So, Akira," he said, as he used a rubber band to tie his hair up. "I hear you have a proposal for me."

I nodded, my voice steady despite the heat spreading across my body. "Yes, Kael. I want to help you defeat Keiran."

Kael raised an eyebrow. "And what do you want in return?"

I took a deep breath. "Freedom, respect as a