Fangs Pov
A booming growl startles me out of my sleep as it has for the past three days. I lay sprawled like an eagle on the floor as I listen intently where my ear presses against the cool hard ground, and I am greeted by groans.
I remember the first day I woke up to her growl of anger. I had sprinted to the stairs about to make sure no one was breaking in when I notice everyone else had woken up grumbling about feral dogs. They didn't seem all that concerned, causing me hesitated.
"I wouldn't worry about it my King, one of the wolves probably pissed on the alpha, and her princess self didn't like it." One of the counts says. The room goes silent as my chest rumbles ina menacing growl. The hallway is full of statues as I speak.
"I'm sure she had a good reason for it." I say trying to stay calm.
They snort again saying, "Never said she didn't, but she should get use to it. We don't want her here and they agree with us. Their probably trying to find ways to get rid of her. Why? Our King doesn't have a soft spot for the spoiled brat does he."
"I just might, but I can also tell you this. The reason I have a soft spot for her is because she is kind at heart and knows what is right and wrong. In no way is she spoiled or does she act like a princess. She works for everything she is, has, and knows and she will never stop that. Leave her alone. If I hear anything negative about her or any other werewolf then you will be severely punished. We are here to make things better between us and we will start working together to get rid of this conflict. Things are changing and if you don't want to be apart of it then I can kill you know. Is that understood?" They all stand shocked for a moment before shaking their heads and taking to their rooms.
I smile at the memory of gliding down the stairs where I cought the end of a speech given by yours truly. I had wanted to laugh after hearing it. If she didn't want to piss us off then she should not wake us up so early. We may not be nocturnal but that doesn't mean we don't like our sleep.
I guess i'm grateful. I have never been the best at waking up to an alarm clock, so now I'm sure I cant be late.
We go through the day talking about the treaty, I make sure to stay in the mind set, so I don't get distracted. We now stop for breaks so the werewolves can eat at least four meals a day. Angel easily eats twice as much as the other wolves which causes me question where all of it goes.
Ivy's pov
I wake bright and early for the first day of the official signing so I can review my speeches on last time. Everythings in a nice neat order which i hope will speed the signing along. After three weeks of being here im ready to return home to the confort of my own bed and the constant drone of noise from my pack.
Before I became Alpha signings lasted long months full of constant argueing and fear that the war would start anew even worse than before. I hope to be out of here in a week and there has been no series threat of war. I consider this a major improvment that I hope will continue.
For once no one has to be woken up as we convene in a grand ballroom. A mahogany table sits in the middle. The floors glisten obsidian black reflected the soft teal of the walls and bright lights from the ceiling. Men sit on both sides of the table perfectly straight with expensive suits of all different colors. They stare stoically at each other waiting for their king who walks in as if he owns the world. He nods it mean not even twitching his lips into smile.
People relax of my own smile even if only slightly but tention runs thick throughout the room as the meeting is called into order.
Normally we would present our ideas in depth trying to persuade the other side but we avoid that this time by immediately getting down to the business of signing the papers which will officially make it a law. Few words are spoken besides what is read all the papers. One law is passed allowing vampires to feed as long as only one pint is taken from the human. Another is passed allowing wolves to hunt in all forest as long as they are not on private property.

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