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Today, with gifts to be logged and stored, the missing pink diamonds had to be reported.
Caldwell knew these gifts came with registers and lists. Any shortage would be spotted at inventory.
The diamonds arrived in boxes, some labeled with quantities. Regardless of the records, he had to inform Alpha Lance and Luna Adelaide—Madison mustn't benefit from this.
On hearing this, Lance's expression darkened. "Are you sure? Did she really take them?"
"Crystal clear. She took them herself. When Susan stole them, the wolf guards witnessed it but couldn't expose her on the spot."
Lance believed it—it matched his mother's style.
It wasn't greed. She loved face and showing off, and she often associated with Madison and Wanda.
Despite being at a disadvantage, she tried to please them.
"I'll handle it myself after we return from the palace," Lance said.
Adelaide was exasperated—what was Pris
Third Person's POVRosemary's mind went blank with a loud thump. Her breath caught for a second, and the world went black. She instantly fainted.Before long, all the lights blazed on.The patrol guards and the night staff were alarmed and rushed to the front yard.Tamara's body was already cold and stiff. She had used a hemp rope found in a corner of the front yard, hanging herself on the maple tree. There were no steps or stools underneath—it was clear she had climbed the tree, secured the rope, put the noose around her neck, and jumped.The trunk of the maple tree wasn't very thick, and the rope had left a deep indentation in the bark.But Tamara was too thin, too light; the tree could bear the weight.She had survived the turbulent, icy river, only to hang herself right in front of Rosemary's bedroom door.Ulrik personally cut Tamara down from the tree and carried her body to the ground.His hands were shaking uncontrollably as he held her, his fingertips turning blue.Simon was t
Third Person's POVThat evening, Emerson came home.Vanya grabbed his hand, her tone more serious than ever. "We don't usually butt into Isaiah's family business, but this time, someone almost actually died.""Emerson, you really need to go talk to Simon. Tell him to treat Tamara right. He can't keep sending Tamara to Rosemary just to get yelled at."Emerson usually listened to Vanya. After dinner, he drove straight to the Bloodmoon packhouse.He had no idea that at that very moment, Tamara was still kneeling beneath the Pack Crest pillar in the main courtyard. Motionless. Like she had been sealed in ice by the cold night.Simon promised Emerson that once Rosemary cooled down, he would definitely treat Tamara better.Emerson wasn't satisfied with that answer, his brow furrowing. "There's nothing wrong with being dutiful, but you can't lose your sense of right and wrong. What do you mean you'll treat her better after Rosemary cools down? Why can't you treat her well now?"Simon managed
Third Person's POVSimon hesitated for a moment, then looked at Tamara. "Okay, I'll go with you. We can apologize to Rosemary together, and then we'll head back to our room."Recalling the shame of the previous night made the wolf in his chest tighten; he was practically losing control."Simon, Rosemary said you are not allowed to go in with her," Barbara whispered as a warning.Simon's brow twitched. "Is Mother still that angry?"Barbara nodded. "She is. But if Tamara just apologizes, she'll cool down, and it will blow over."Simon pondered the situation, ultimately suppressing his wolf. He told Tamara, "Then you go. Just make sure your attitude is good, and don't argue with her."Tamara already knew this was how it would go down.She didn't say a word, simply suppressing her scent to the absolute minimum—like a wounded she-wolf who wouldn't dare let her tail be stepped on again. She followed silently behind Barbara toward Rosemary's room.Rosemary was half-reclined on the custom-mad
Third Person's POVThe next morning, Simon went to Digby Medical Center to pick up Tamara.Digby was the most authoritative wolf medical center in the territory; the staff, from reception to nurses, could instantly distinguish the scent of different packs.Right now, they were clearly trying to block him. Smelling the "Bloodmoon Pack" scent on Simon, they all repeated, politely but distantly, "Visiting hours have not started. Please wait outside."Even though Simon was Rosemary's son, the next generation of the Bloodmoon Alpha line, he was kept outside.He stood on the sidewalk steps for over an hour, not daring to let out a single hint of impatient aura, afraid of alarming the still-fragile she-wolf inside—Tamara.At that moment, Tamara was in the medical center's rear patio garden.The sun warmed the wolf-specific cotton blankets and wooden table. She quietly ate a hot meal from start to finish, then slowly drank a large cup of hot coffee.She looked up at Galvin, the gentle beta fe
Third Person's POVHe suddenly spoke, his voice low and commanding, "Stop. Everyone shut up."The moment the words dropped, the low-frequency aura unique to the Bloodmoon Alpha lineage spread from deep within his chest, instantly silencing the entire room."When Tamara comes back, she will be fully in charge of every pack affair, big and small.""My entire monthly salary will go into the pack account. Tamara will decide how the money is spent."Gloria's face instantly went cold, and the sharp edge of her Ironclaw she-wolf scent flared out. "I won't agree to that. Absolutely not. Why should you single-handedly fund this whole thing for everyone?"Ulrik suppressed his wolf, but his shoulders were trembling, as if the night's events had hit him hard. "Because we spend the most, and because I owe this pack the most."Gloria raised her chin coldly. "That's your debt, not mine.""Then I will pay it with my own salary."Ulrik thought of Tamara jumping off the bridge; the cold shadow of death
Third Person's POVThe words were true—but they couldn't instantly dispel the deep, suffocating despair in Tamara's eyes.Tamara knew one thing clearly: she hadn't died.Now that she had been pulled back from the brink, she knew exactly what was waiting for her back at Bloodmoon.She knew.She knew it better than anyone.Inside the Bloodmoon packhouse, nearly every core family member, except Velda, was gathered in Rosemary's room.Rosemary was shaking with rage. "She jumped into the river? And Adelaide saved her? If she really wanted to end her life, she could have done it quietly. Why did she have to make such a huge scene, letting the whole city know? She knew someone would rescue her, so she did this on purpose!""What exactly is she complaining about? When did we ever treat her badly? I let her stay here and take care of me, and she acts like it's some huge insult, so she runs out to commit suicide. How is that suicide? She's trying to drag me down with her reputation!""If a pers







