one hundred and twenty three

Drake’s POV

I was sitting on the chair at Elijah's palace, waiting for him to arrive. I had this plan in my mind, I wanted to win him over and convince him to fight alongside me against my brother Dante. Elijah is a powerful Alpha, and with him on my side, I felt like victory was guaranteed.

And just then I saw Elijah walking into the room. The look on his face was priceless, surprise mixed with curiosity. I could tell he didn't expect to see me there. It made me feel a rush of emotions excitement, nervousness, and a bit of uncertainty.

As Elijah approached, I stood up, trying to appear confident. I wanted to make a strong impression, to show him that I was serious about this alliance. But deep down, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Would he be open to the idea? Would he understand the importance of this fight?

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. This moment was crucial, not just for the battle ahead, but also for the bond between us. Elijah and I h