Pax snarled again, making Kent’s already pounding headache worse. They had worked through lunch and were now pushing dinner time with this alliance. The alpha and beta had both suggested waiting to wrap up the details until tomorrow, but Kent was not going to relent.
His phone with Max this morning had set him on edge, worsening the already terrible anxiety he was feeling. Max wouldn’t go into details but stressed that the alliance needed to be wrapped up today. He insisted that the pack was fine and that Riley was “hanging in there” - whatever the hell that meant.
So Kent had insisted that they keep working on the details, arguing over the types of support they would lend, trading agreements, communication details and dates to re-evaluate the alliance. He found the gamma and alpha fai
