Allie’s brows furrowed as he mentioned the prospect of breeding between packs.  She glanced over at Jackson, her beta, to try and see his reaction.  He didn’t look thrilled at the prospect, so it was hard to imagine any of her pack mates jumping at the chance to screw and start a family with their enemy.  Jackson quickly forced his face back into a neutral expression and she realized in that moment if she asked him to be the first to mate with one of the wolves from the other pack, he would do it, out of duty.  He was a good beta and a loyal wolf.   He would do anything to protect the pack.<br/><br/>She could not ask him to do something she was not willing to do, though.<br/><br/>“We establish a treaty here, we forge a bond that says these lands no longer divide our packs.”  Her thoughts continued to race on the subject of breeding and mating.  If they truly wanted to do this, offering herself up might seem like a bold move, but it made sense.  Merge two packs by forming a bond between the strongest wolves in the pack.<br/><br/>“I can’t ask someone in my pack to just...be with one of your packmates.  It doesn’t seem fair.  But I...” She paused, as if she had to push the words out of her mouth.  “I’m willing to enter into a mate-bond with you, Alistair, If you are willing to take that chance with me.  Nothing would send a clearer signal.  If we find in a few years we can’t stand the sight of each other....I suppose we can break the bond.”  It was rare, but not unheard of.  More often that not, mate-bonds were only broken when one partner died.