Irritated

Once they were out of Sebastian's office, Ashlyn couldn't help but voice her genuine thoughts.

"I honestly didn't expect the Alpha to agree with you," she admitted, her surprise evident in her tone.

Although her brother agreed to provide assistance to other packs, just like the other packs, their own pack was their topmost priority, and they weren't willing to exert much when it came to protection of other packs.

Werewolves were protective and possessive about their own territory and the werewolves under their lead. As for the rest of the werewolves, most felt indifferently about them, not caring what they had to face.

Elijah responded with a playful twinkle in his eyes—a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Your brother isn't the sharpest tool in the shed. It's easy to sway him," he remarked, crossing a line with his disrespectful attitude towards the Alpha.

"Your brother isn't that smart in the head. It is easy to convince him," Elijah said while a playful twinkle appeared in his eyes, an