She could almost smell the anger and frustration coming off in waves on the other Alpha as he entered the church.  She straightened as he came in and watched him closely.  Allie had heard plenty of rumors about the quick-tempered Alpha, but it was always different to see the man or the wolf in person.<br/><br/>"The pleasure is all mine," She replied, but she did not extend a hand.  A smile came upon her lips.  He might think that the lack of emotion or stoic nature he showed was a sign of strength, but to her, it just looked like a continued defense mechanism.  A way to protect himself and his pack.  She shrugged her shoulders at the second part of his comment.  Beauty didn't really matter here, leadership did.  Allie took in another deep breath from her nose and it was filled with his scent once again.<br/><br/>She wanted to see him as her adversary, her enemy, but the scent that filled her mind tried to tell her he was something else altogether.  It pulled at her in a way she was not sure how to understand.  Things like this did happen among her kind, but it was highly rare and unusual and it just...could not be possible.  Not here.  Not with this man.<br/><br/>"We both know why we're here.  It's easy enough to let our wolves fight and bicker across our borders, but it would be better for both packs if the fighting ceased.  I don't want to lose more of my pack to mindless violence and I would assume you feel the same?"  She actually had no idea if he really did feel the same.  He seemed rash in what she had heard of him.  But she did not want more of her packmates to die to senseless fights that had no real meaning to them.<br/><br/>"Perhaps we can find a way to broker some peace?  Other packs have forged alliances before, through various means, so I'm willing to barter if you wish to do so..."