Damon’s POV
As the negotiations with the Alpha of the Reynold pack drew to a close, a palpable sense of relief washed over me. The discussions had been arduous, filled with the weight of expectations and the potential consequences of failure. The room had been charged with tension, every word scrutinized, and every gesture analyzed. When my brothers had said that I be the one to go, I had wondered why. I was probably the last person that should be thrown headfirst into things like this if they wanted a good lasting impression. Aiden was a master at the art of manipulation and he had a way of making people bend to his will with them none the wiser while Lucian was downright lovable and pleasant enough to be around. I was the blunt, reticent pain in the ass that no one wanted to be around,
