Chapter 109:Pack Alliances and Intimate Moments

(Nathan's POV) The restaurant was an odd mix of extravagance and subtlety. Erik Blackwood sat across from me, reclining in his chair like he owned the place, his usual smirk a mask of infuriating composure. I found myself gripping my glass of water tighter than necessary to keep my nerves in check. The weight of Hunter’s earlier call still hung heavy in the air. For once, it seemed my pack had caught a break. Roman had agreed to the alliance meeting tomorrow. Despite everything, I felt the spark of hope growing. I wasn’t about to let Erik see it though. "Roman agreed," I said finally, leaning slightly forward. My words were careful, but I couldn’t entirely mask my excitement. "Tomorrow, he’s willing to hear the Blake Pack’s proposal." Erik raised a brow, his fingers brushing lazily over the rim of his wine glass. "Intriguing," he murmured. Then, with that aggravating air of nonchalance, he added, "And here I thought you were as good as dust in his eyes after that little... mishap."