All the Alphas look at each other. Some seem surprised or confused, but others, like Grandpa Seaver or Lysandra, are obviously exasperated by his words. Tiffany Pearl and Vince are glaring at the Gold Moon Alpha.
“You have guts to show yourself, Taaron. After the mess your people put us into,” says a man I believe to be the Celtic Moon Alpha. “Half of my businesses are about to go bankrupt because of you!”
Taaron King is a small man, with the exact brown hair as his daughter, and tiny black eyes. He is wearing an oversized coat and a golden chain that both look too big for his size, walking confidently like he owns the place. A trait Alessandra inherited from him, apparently... I glare at those two, like half of the people present in the stadium. Ryan and the rest of his pack look lost at what is going on, but they still positioned themselves between the Gold Moon Clan and us.
“Do you believe me to be responsible for this? You all know Damian Black is the King in this city; all I did was obey him! I did tell him, cutting off any funds to the other packs would be a bad idea, but who am I to oppose him?” Says Taaron with a pitiful voice.
How can he lie so blatantly? Don’t tell me people are going to believe that? I should tear off this snake’s tongue! A lot of werewolves are now looking at Damian with dubious or angry eyes. They can’t believe this nonsense! He is so obviously lying! Before I can find any words, Alessandra starts talking, too, trying to act like a victim.
“My fiancé made use of our relationship as soon as he could. He said we should act quickly to prevent the packs from moving their money somewhere else, like the SapphireMoon Clan he hates so much. This way, everyone would promptly consent to this alliance.”
I’m going to spit blood if this bitch says another word!
“How dare you! Damian broke off his relationship with the Gold Moon Clan weeks ago!” I yell.
She turns towards me, but my wolf is standing on all fours and growling furiously, she can’t even meet me in the eye. Instead, she pretends to look a little lower. “We held our engagement party not two weeks ago. Why would it make any sense for him to have broken if off now?” Says Alessandra.
“Because I am his Luna, you bitch!”
Alessandra laughs at me. Moon Goddess, if it wasn’t for Neal holding me back, I would kill that woman. How dare she!
“You are no one! Suddenly, a little girl comes out of nowhere, claiming to be a Royal, and you become his Luna overnight? Who will believe that? Isn’t it obvious he just picked someone to play the part and give him more power? I couldn’t have pulled the Royal pretense off!”
“She really is a Royal, we saw her shapeshift,” says Clark Hamilton. “They cannot fake the marking either.”
Alessandra glares at him. “Royals mean nothing. They have been extinct for ages! Who cares about the Royals, anyway? It’s all about wealth nowadays, and the Blood Moon Clan made sure to have both!”
William’s pack starts growling furiously, as they hate for anyone to show disrespect to the Royals. Clearly, the Gold Moon Clan did not expect that from them. Both packs start yelling and growling at each other, but Damian silences them with a growl.
Then, he turns to Taaron King and addresses him with his deadliest glare. “I never asked you to put an embargo on any Clan, and our business relationship ended two weeks ago, asNora stated. This gathering was my mate’s attempt to protect all of Silver City, not for me to submit anyone.”
“Really? Isn’t it what you are doing right now?” Asks Taaron, without lifting his eyes.
“He is teaching you to show some respect, you damn mutt...” Growls Lysandra.
I see her father tell her to shut it silently, but she ignores him. So, the Purple Moon Clan also has a feud with the Gold Moon. Next to her, I catch Clark Hamilton and William exchanging glances, too. I wish I knew what my cousin is thinking, but for now, I really have to shut those liars up if I want to have a chance at unifying the Clans.
“You are just spouting nonsense, King. Is that all you came for? What’s your aim?” Growls Damian.
So many wolves from the different Clans are growling, that he has to speak louder and use his Alpha aura. King and his daughter are avoiding eye contact with Damian and gaze at the audience instead.
“I don’t have any wrong ambition aside from enlightening our fellow citizens about your actions, Damian Black. A Witch’s attack? Vampires? Why should we believe that?”
“Are you deaf? We witnessed it ourselves!” Yells Marina Seaver.
Taaron King shrugs. “What you saw were vampires. There isn’t any proof anyone witnessed a Witch, or that those vampires will come back! Who can tell if this wasn’t a one-time thing? Are you all willing to surrender to the Blood Moon out of fear? Black is just using this as an excuse to have you all submit to him!”
“We are seeking alliances, not a submission!” I growl.
“Isn’t it the same? The Blood Moon Clan is too powerful! Any smaller pack will have to obey you once they accept this alliance! They might as well surrender their territories andwealth right now! Is there any Alpha here would believe they will be able to oppose any command from the Alpha King, Damian Black?” Asks Taaron King.
All around, despite the hostile faces, no one says a word. Of course, Damian is the strongest werewolf miles around. Now he is making this look like it’s all a conspiracy!
“You’re wrong,” I say. “We will not submit the other wolves...”
“Why seek a stronger Luna, then? If you really are a Royal, as everyone here believes? Aren’t you only another tool to make him powerful? No wonder he changed his mind and left my daughter!”
This time, Alessandra glares at her father. It seems like she didn’t appreciate that reminder.
