Third Person’s POV


    Damian originally figured that since Lance had marked Adide, he’d be the one begging for peace.


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    Lycan Erasmus clearly wanted no part of a war. After the Snowdeer massacre scandal, he didn’t have a solid excuse to start one and pushing for it would only spark riots among the lower–ranking wolves and get him trashed by the other Kingdoms.


    Damian sneered to himself.


    If war actually broke out, themoners‘ rage would burn right through Lycan Erasmus–it wouldn’t touch Lance.


    In fact, a war would be the perfect party for Lance. What better way to snatch back control of the military than a crisis only he as


    solve?


    As for his mating with Adide?


    Damian raised his ss, eyes trailing over Adide with total contempt. From what he knew of Lance on the battlefield<b>, </b>a cold- blooded Alpha like that wouldn’t trade absolute political power for a mate. Not in a million years.


    Halfway through the feast, Damian faked being drunk. He wobbled to his feet and signaled Milo Fernandez to help him to the


    restroom.


    Fabian saw them and immediately had Zach lead the way with antern.


    The moment they hit the hallway, Damian’s “drunk” act vanished. He waved Zach off.


    Milo lowered his voice. “What’s the move?”


    Damian’s voice was ice. “<i>You </i>see them at the table? Lance doesn’t give a damn about Adide. What do you think?


    “It looks that way…” Milo hesitated. “But they’re hiding their pheromones. I can’t be a hundred percent sure


    Damian’s eyes were like daggers. “Test it.”


    “How?” Milo asked, caught off guard.


    Damian sent a string of secret orders through their mind tink


    <b>Milo </b>went quiet for a second “I’ve heard Adide is a hell of a fighter, and we’re in <b>the </b>spital


    Damian scoffed “She’s a rejected she wolt How tough can she be? You’re thus


    take hur?”


    Milu looked down, silent for a few beate


    “Damian, please rethink this. They’ll know it was us


    “So what if they do?”


    <b>but </b>


    Damian’s temper red, his pheromones thickening so th


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    “The whole point is to let Lance know,” Damian hissed.


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    “If he wants a war, this is his golden ticket. If he doesn’t, he’ll have to try some quiet rescue mission. Either way, we’ll know ex what he’s thinking.”


    “But,” Milo’s voice stayed heavy, “Princess Helia was dead set on avoiding a fight.”


    Damian let out a cold snort. He pulled a parchment scroll from his pocket and shoved it at him. “Read. This is what Lycan Orior actually wants.”


    As Milo read, his face scrunched up.


    He’d been by Lycan Orion’s side long enough to recognize the handwriting.


    The scroll said: “Set the harshest terms possible. If they say no, walk out and dere war.”


    Milo knew Lycan Orion had wanted blood from the start and had only yed along with Helia to keep her quiet.


    His wolf tensed.


    “So you’re not just testing Lance… you’re actually kidnapping Adide.”


    It was the same move Velda pulled when she snatched their Crown Prince. If they grabbed Adide, they’d start the war with al the leverage.


    Milo had onest doubt. “What do we do with her? We can’t exactly keep her in our guest quarters.”


    “Once you’ve got her, take her to the Silverlight pack. There’ll be wolves there to help you. Don’t worry about it.”


    “Silverlight?”


    It clicked for Milo. Damian had rigged the whole thing in advance.


    He’d waited until now to tell him so there was zero chance of him tipping off Princess He


    “Got it,” Milo said.


    Damian barked out a few more instructions, and Milo nodded along


    Back at the feast, the second Damian and Mile walked out, Lance and Adide traded a fe


    They’d run through every scenario the night before, and this one topped theft a minisk try to webtr?g? the boyles at the border


    The <b>“</b>negotiation was just a smoke seen, if held demains wi?givens Be


    That was exactly why they’d acted so is to eat her ught


    cost


    Damian was clearly hesitant and spooked, Kruh if din


    Helia hadn’t actually talked fun down


    Helia also noticed the two men leave. tios inm


    she couldn’t mon


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    She just raised her ss, trying to look calm while her mind raced.


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    The Western Tribe was eating itself alive with power struggles. She’de here to save Orion’s throne and quiet the angry packs


    back home.


    Thest war had cost them too much in blood and cash. They needed at least five years to recover before they could even think about another fight.


    Everyone at the feast had a polite smile stered on, while their scents were busy trying to rip the secrets out of everyone else.


    The banquet finally wrapped upte that night.


    Lycan Erasmus was pretty toasted, leaning on Fabian as he headed out.


    Tonight had been quiet; he didn’t need to be there for the bloodbath at the table tomorrow.


    Lycan Erasmus thought about the heavy, cold look Lance had given him earlier and smiled.


    He liked that Lance had something to lose–it made him easier to control.


    Well, usually. There were exceptions, like Alpha Zander.


    He genuinely respected that man, but unfortunately, not every wolf was built like that.


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