Aria's POV
The next day, I visited Damon in his penthouse which was even more impressive in daylight. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire city and I could see three different pack territories from where I stood.
"Coffee?" Damon asked, already pouring before I answered.
"Thanks." I took the cup and sat down at his massive dining table which was covered in papers, photographs, and documents. "Is this everything?"
"Everything your parents gathered, plus what I've added over the years." He sat across from me, close enough that I could smell his cologne. Something expensive and masculine that made Kira sit up and take notice.
I pushed that feeling down and focused on the papers in front of me.
"The Annual Leadership Summit is in five days," Damon said. "You'll have maybe twenty minutes to present your case before the Council tries to shut you down."
