ALAN POV
Time was running out, and we needed to get everything in place.
Amber was on her way to the packhouse, and once she arrived, we’d finalize the details together. But I wasn’t about to sit around waiting. There was too much to do, and I wasn’t taking any risks—especially not with her.
I sat at the head of the long mahogany table in the meeting room, my fingers tapping a steady rhythm against the polished wood. Alek and Aaron were seated on either side of me, their expressions mirroring my own—focused, determined, slightly tense.
Across from us, Hunter and Killian were leaning back in their chairs, waiting for me to start.
I didn’t waste time.
"I need you two to go over the guest list," I said, looking directly at Killian. "I want a full report on which packs our fath
