Grace
He flushed as I stood. The nerve of this asshole.
“I believe we’re done with this conversation. Unless you’d like to talk about purchasing medical supplies for your… pack’s endeavors? Though, I suspect we already supply you.”
His amber eyes narrowed, a flicker of annoyance flitting across his face. "You don’t really think you have a chance of fulfilling this ridiculous bargain without help, do you?” He asked, his voice smooth as polished silver. "Together, our packs could be--"
"Bigger, richer, more influential," I asked, my voice drawing the words out. "Isn't that always the end goal, Alpha? More territory, more resources, more pawns to play with."
I turned. “That’s the thing, Gareth.”
He flinched.
“I can get all of those things without tying myself or my pack to you.”
He sn
