The decision was made, and the Alpha King's command echoed through the halls of the werewolf pack. The warriors were called off, their swords sheathed, and their battle cries silenced. It was a moment of respite, a brief pause in the storm of conflict that had ravaged their lands for far too long. The Beta, a trusted advisor and strategist, saw this as an opportunity to seize a chance for lasting peace between the werewolves and vampires.In the council chamber, tensions ran high as the members debated the proposed peace treaty. The councilors argued passionately, each presenting their own perspectives and concerns. Some were skeptical, their memories haunted by past betrayals and bloodshed. Others believed that the time had come to end the cycle of violence and forge a new path for their races.Amidst the heated exchanges, the Beta stood tall, his voice steady and commanding. He eloquently laid out his vision for a future where werewolves and vampires coexisted in harmony. He appeale