Chris and Emily sat at a cosy corner table in the dimly lit restaurant, the soft glow of candles flickering between them. The sounds of clinking glasses and quiet conversation filled the air, but for them, the world outside seemed distant, like background noise in their private bubble.
Chris leant back in his chair, running a hand through his hair as he spoke, his tone serious but calm. "There's been trouble in the council," he said, his eyes locking onto Emily's. "Jackson's influence, the disputes about territory... it's all been getting worse. And then there's Jessica."
Emily tilted her head, her brow furrowing slightly. "Jessica? What about her?"
Chris hesitated for a moment, as if weighing how much he should share. "She's living with the pack now. "
He had explained everything that had been going on in the pack.
