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[Sylvia's POV]"I am almost dressed, Dad!" I yelled over the banister, keeping my voice bright and even. "I haven't seen Alaric anywhere!"A low, rumbling vibration hit my back. Alaric chuckled against my bare skin. The sound sent a fresh wave of heat straight to my core.I grabbed his large hand, dragging his massive frame into my bedroom. I shoved the solid door shut and pressed my ear against the wood. My heart hammered quickly.I held my breath, listening for my father's boots on the stairs.Silence stretched in the corridor. Eric walked away toward the ballroom.I let out a breath and turned around. Alaric stood in the center of my bedroom. The dark suit fit his broad shoulders to perfection. He looked out of place among my delicate furniture, like a predator locked in a pristine cage."Can you help me tie this ribbon?" I cleared my throat and presented my exposed back to him.He stepped up behind me. The heat radiating from his chest scorched my bare skin.His rough, warm finger

[Sylvia's POV]Freya paraded through the crowd in a stunning emerald gown. I paid for that dress two weeks ago using my personal allowance. She held a crystal champagne flute, leaning close to a group of high-society Omega women."It is a tragedy," Freya sighed, putting a manicured hand over her chest. "Sylvia hit her head during a motorcycle crash. The pack doctor said she suffered severe brain damage. She is delusional now. She rejected poor Carl, who has been nothing but devoted to her."The women gasped, eating up every toxic word. They glanced at me with pity and disgust."Carl bought her flowers," Freya continued, her voice dripping with fake sympathy. "He tried to comfort her. He offered her his arm tonight. But she is obsessed with that mute vagrant her father brought in from the streets. He cannot speak a single word. He has no pack. She is bringing shame to the Silver Moon Pack. If Alpha Eric lets her run wild, it will end in a disaster for all of us.""She has no shame," Fr

[Sylvia's POV]Patrick slammed his hand on the control board. The grand chandeliers went dark. The massive projector screen behind the stage flickered to life.A high-definition video filled the screen, casting a pale glow over the shocked faces of the crowd. The visual showed the dark shoreline of the lake. The premium sound system blasted the audio across the silent ballroom.Moans, slapping flesh, and tearing clothes echoed off the marble walls."I need the Silver Moon's money, Freya," Carl's voice boomed over the speakers. "Once I claim her publicly, she will fall right into line. She is a pathetic cash cow."Freya's high-pitched giggles filled the room. "You think Alpha Eric will hand her over?""He is a traditional old fool," Carl scoffed on the recording. "And Sylvia is pathetic. She begs for my attention."The visual zoomed in, showing Carl and Freya entangled against the large oak tree. No wolf forms appeared on the screen. The video only displayed two naked humans betraying

[Sylvia's POV]"I will pack my things," I whispered, pulling my hand from his grip. The loss of his touch left my skin cold. I turned and headed for the stairs, eager to escape the staring eyes of the crowd.Alaric followed me into the dim hallway outside the main ballroom. The heavy oak doors muffled the noise of the stunned guests.The corridor offered a brief moment of privacy. I stopped near the marble column, catching my breath. The adrenaline from the banquet crashed down on me.I ruined Carl. I exposed his lies. My future belonged to me again.Alaric closed the distance between us. He backed me against the cold marble pillar. He braced his large hands on the stone on either side of my head, trapping me in his scorching heat.His blue eyes burned with a feral, possessive fire. He did not look like a tutor anymore. He did not look like a king. He looked like a starving beast who finally caught his prey."You were magnificent tonight," Alaric rasped. He ducked his head, inhaling t