Treaty

I woke up the next morning in my own bed, the sun streaming in through the windows. It took only a moment for me to register my surroundings, gather my head enough to shake me to consciousness. I leapt from bed, showering in record time and hastily throwing on the nearest clean clothes to my touch. Alpha Rhodes hadn't expressly said he'd wait for me to open the box, but he had hinted that should I make myself known during the proceedings he would include me in the process. I sped out of the house, car keys in hand and my hair still sopping wet. In mere minutes I had pulled up at the pack house, my hands wrapped around the heavy iron doorknocker. I stood on the stoop, the autumn breeze whipping around me. The chill of the air made itself known as my wet hair dampened my thin shirt. I shivered as the cold set into my bones, knocking once more. 

The door swung open and an exhausted Alpha stood before me, eyes thick with sleep.

"Did I wake you?" I asked, stepping into t