Chapter 401 The First Snow Festival

• Nathan
• “Thank you again for meeting with me, Mr. Forsythe,” I said, standing from the conference table and shaking the hand of the man who had been sitting across from me. “I’m certain that this agreement will benefit both of our packs.”
• Mr. Forsythe, the older Alpha who was shaking my hand now, gave me a curt nod. His eyes were a cold gray color, and his demeanor was just as cold. He was a good Alpha, though, and an even better businessman.