CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND SIX– A NEED FOR PEACE

One evening, as Erik sat in his study reviewing reports from other packs, a knock sounded at the door. "Come in," he called out, looking up to see Anna enter, her face set in determination. "We need to talk," she said, closing the door behind her. "About the Alliance, about our future." Erik sighed, setting aside his papers. "Anna, we've been over this-" "No, Erik, listen," Anna interrupted, her voice firm. "I've been thinking a lot about this, about everything that's happened. And I think I have a solution." Erik raised an eyebrow, gesturing for her to continue. Anna took a deep breath before speaking. "I want to arrange a meeting. Between you and the leaders of the Rogue Werewolf Alliance. A chance for both sides to lay out their views, their concerns. To see if there's any common ground." Erik's first instinct was to refuse outright, but something in Anna's expression gave him pause. He could see the hope in her eyes, the genuine belief that this could make a difference. "It'