âWe are here to speak of a truce,â I said firmly. âWe donât come to waste time.â
The lady in golden armor raised a brow, clearly amused. âStraight to business, then. My Alpha believes the disputed territory is rightfully ours. Weâve been patrolling it for months. without interference.â
Dane scoffed, his fists clenching. âKaida, patrolling it doesnât make it yours.â
Kaida? It seems he had met her during the confrontation.
I placed a hand on Daneâs arm, urging restraint. âWeâre willing to negotiate terms, but claiming what isnât yours wonât be tolerated.â
Kaidaâs smile spread. âAnd yet, here you are. If it wasnât ours, why would you bother negotiating?
âWeâre here to prevent unnecessary bloodshed. Mistaking our willingness to talk for weakness is not advisable,â I replied. Dane clicked his tongue as if he disagreed.
Orionâs eyes darted between me and Dane. âInteresting,â he murmured. âIt would seem that even the mighty Broken Ridge
has its divisions.â
I felt the weight of his words settle into the air, my heart tightening. âWeâre united in our goal to protect our pack,â I said, keeping my voice steady.
The more Orion spoke about his Alphaâs terms, the clearer it became that they wanted less to do with peace and more to do with a test of wills.
Words dripped like stones onto the delicate scale that kept Dane and me in balance.
Dane shifted closer to me, âDo you hear them?â Dane asked in a whisper. âTheyâre questioning everything.â
I nodded. âWe need to address it head on before it spirals further.â
Daneâs jaw lightened. âAnd what about the negotiations? The longer we wait, the weaker we look.â
âRushing into conflict isnât strength, Dane,â I replied in a whisper, frustration bursting free. âItâs recklessness. First and foremost, we have to rebuild trust within the pack.â
His eyes flashed, and for a second, I knew he would resist. But then he blew out hard, running his hand through his hair. âAlright. What would you have me do?â