Chapter 45 : Changes
Amelia and the men all took seats, settling into the furniture. Julian sank deeply into the plush armchair he was seated in, and Amelia could see the panic on his face. She smothered a giggle.
"We're honored to meet with you today," Amelia greeted humbly.
"I've been looking forward to meeting the little Alpha," Agatha responded politely.
"We came hoping for an alliance," Amelia started. "Our pack is at war. We've been betrayed by one of our allies, and the rogues of Blood Moon murdered my father."
"A tragedy. Logan was a good man. He will be missed," Agatha answered, voice spacey and aged. She spoke like a crackling fire, her voice like wind in the trees.
"Thank you," Amelia said.
"We would be greatly benefitted from allying with such a strong pack. But how can we be sure we won't be betrayed in the same way you've been betrayed?" Agatha asked, narrowing her eyes.
"How did you know we were coming today?" Amelia replied with another question instead.