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I stood at the massive oak table in the Northern Territories pack house, my silver Luna aura pulsing with quiet confidence as I slid the signed alliance treaty across the polished surface. After three days of relentless negotiations, the victory tasted sweet. "The Silver Ridge Pack is fortunate to have such a formidable Luna," Elder Grayson's gravelly voice echoed in my mind through our pack link. "Your business acumen is unparalleled." I maintained my professional smile while Lyra, my wolf, preened with satisfaction. *We've secured the timber rights for the next decade, Jonathan will be pleased.* "Thank you for your hospitality," I said, gathering my documents with practiced efficiency. "The Sterling Pack values this alliance." As I slipped into my car, exhaustion washed over me. Three days of minimal sleep, constant strategic maneuvering, and maintaining the perfect Luna façade had taken its toll. But it was worth it. The pack—my pack—would prosper from this deal. Lyra nudged at my consciousness. *Home. Cubs. Mate.* "Yes," I whispered, starting the engine. "Let's surprise them." I hadn't told Jonathan I was finishing early. The thought of seeing the pride in his eyes when I told him about the additional concessions I'd secured made my heart flutter. And the twins—I'd missed Leo and Liam terribly. At fourteen, they were growing so fast, already showing signs of the strong wolves they would become. The drive