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Please Hold On
"We sent a letter earlier, but I felt I owed you the courtesy of coming. I need and want you to join our alliance. The werewolf kingdom needs to fight against this threat. They are deadly."
He sighed deeply and after some seconds, nodded. "Let us discuss more in the morning."
"As you wish."
The meal arrived some minutes later. It wasn't extravagant like one would think
It was simple, clean, and efficient. Just like him.
We both dined while talking about packs and politics.
We ate in silence for a while before he finally looked up and asked, "How is your wife?"
I paused.
"Zara… she's managing. Picking up the company reins again while I'm here."
"She's a force," he said with a slight smirk. "Reminds me of her mother."
"You knew her well?"
"We all did," Draven said, eyes distant. "Back when the councils weren't fractured. Back when her late husband ruled. My father was one of his council members."
"Nice."
