"It is quite the pleasure that you would invite me personally to Monarch." I teased Luna Valentine and she was not pleased. It was clear as day in her face as she approached me in a spectacular yellow gown that gave insight into her personality. Fragile.
"Thank you for honoring our invitation Alpha Jason." She said with a false smile planted on. I had to admit she was trying her best to keep on with the charade but it was a vain attempt. She was not pleased with this arrangement. My Intel had gotten me information about what the arrangement was about. Valentine was only doing this for her people.
With the false pleasantries passed across, I was led into a ballroom of marble polished for the very occasion. I briefly examined the duo of betas that accompanied me and Luna Valentine. They befitted the alliance I would be coercing the pack of monarch into. A separate door inside the ballroom was opened. In the middle stood a magnificent table fitted for a feast was erected. Many of the seats were already taken by officials who had a say in the matter and of course, the neighboring packs who knew I might be coming for them next. Satake was already seated, bubbling and being overly chatty with the enemies. Luna Valentine and I took our seats and the food was served. What better to serve scheming wolves than mutton.
"So," I began breaking the tensing silence. "What do you think of my alliance? Is the pack of butterflies ready to become my stinging wasp?"
Luna Valentine had great difficulty swallowing the piece of meat she had in her throat. I wondered if it was difficult. To be in the same room with your parent's murderer, though if I was being honest, It was all Devin. Strange as it might be, my psychotic brother had chosen to remain in the car than face Luna Valentine.