Charlotte's POV THE silence of the kitchen was louder than the argument we just had. I stared at the door where Noah had disappeared. My chest felt hollow, the mate bond giving a dull, rhythmic throb of rejection. I couldn't sleep. My mind was spinning. Liliana was back, she was wearing "my" dress, and she was staying in my home. I needed to do something, not scream or cry, but something productive. I walked to the small corner nook where I kept my laptop. As the Luna, I usually handled the pack’s charitable foundations and some of the internal household accounts. I logged into the pack’s financial portal, intending to look over the budget for next month’s gala. But then, a notification caught my eye. A series of Urgent Transfers from the secondary pack fund. My heart skipped a beat. I clicked the tab. There it was. A paper trail of betrayal that started weeks before Liliana even arrived. $30,000 for Relocation Logistics. $150,000 for Professional Wardrobe Update.
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