Chapter 9: A Tangled Web

Damien entered the room with a determined stride, his expression set in a mask of stoic resolve. Alpha Brannon was already seated at his large oak desk, the weight of leadership evident in his posture. The room was heavy with anticipation, and the tension was almost tangible. “Damien, please have a seat,” Alpha Brannon said, his voice commanding yet cordial. Damien nodded and took his place, his eyes meeting the Alpha’s with a mix of respect and guarded wariness. “Alpha Brannon, you wanted to discuss the engagement.” Brannon’s gaze was unwavering as he steepled his fingers. “Yes. The time has come to finalize the arrangements. You and Lydia need to be officially betrothed.” Damien shifted slightly in his seat, his brow furrowing. “With all due respect, Alpha, is this really the best time? The threat from the rogues is imminent. Our focus should be on fortifying our defenses and ensuring the pack's safety.” A flicker of irritation crossed Brannon’s face. “The engagement is not just