"Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Leon." What else could he say? Refusing would only make him appear unreasonable. Ever since Kael had stepped into the pack house, Alpha Victor had felt as though an invisible rope had been looped around his neck. Every conversation, every decision, every attempt to regain control slipped from his grasp before he could secure it. Whenever he thought he had found an opening, Kael would overturn the situation with a few calm words, effortlessly reclaiming the upper hand. It was an unfamiliar feeling. As the Alpha of Silver Mane, Alpha Victor had spent years guiding conversations exactly where he wanted them to go. Tonight, however, he was the one being led by the nose. The moment Alpha Victor gave his consent, Leon stepped forward without another word.

