Negotiations With Thick-Headed Alpha

(Anna) Asher and Oliver dropped me off outside the Dark Moon Pack with a bunch of instructions. After reassuring them for the hundredth time that I will be careful I finally descended the car and approached the gates of the pack. Guards thoroughly searched me before taking me inside towards the office of their alpha. Alpha Ezra was the eldest son of Alpha Lancelot and had ascended to the position after his father's retirement. Ezra was too stiff in his beliefs and I had never liked him. Reaching his office I entered with his permission and found him sitting on his executive chair, his legs on the lacquered desk and his hands steepled in front. “Hi! Alpha Ezra. I was hoping we could talk.” “I knew you would turn up at some point. Why are you here?” He bluntly asked without any greetings. His blue eyes were cold, like frozen cold, as they took me in. I moved closer and occupied the seat opposite him, ignoring his rude behaviour but keeping direct eye contact, telling him that I wasn't de