Novel & Cerita Alpha Pawn & Jewelry

I had not noticed them in my troubled and desperate state. “Or are you?” Alpha directs this to the couple. The tall, lanky man is the first to speak. “I had to give Jerry the goldsmith twenty gold coins for that.” There is a low murmur in the crowd at this confession. The short, round woman’s low voice shuns the crowd. “He gave me that after we had our first pup. It one of my most cherished possessions. And he took it.” She points at Pa. Meaning, no.

Amelia was still frozen and waiting when a cold lining of jewelry touched her skin. Alpha Alex throw his hands over her neck and hung a pendant over her neck. Amelia looked down to find jewellery made of real gold and shaped like the crescent moon. It draped down her neck as the V-line formed itself from the way she had seen it. "Do you like it?" Alpha Alex asked. He sounded so satisfied with what he had done. "Turn around" Amelia turned to see him smiling at her. Alex had stars in his eyes. His long lashes fluttered together when he blinked, while he was staring at her.

Lisa said. Ania lifted my hand to admire the bracelet on my wrist. "Where did you get this? It is so pretty and professionally crafted," She said, and I looked at it and shook my hand lightly so it would dangle on my wrist. I laughed while I looked at it, remembering when Nikolas put it on my wrist with love and care. "Alpha gave it to me as a gift from Peakland," I said, and she beamed and touched it gently. "Real Emerald and Amethyst held together with pure copper. It is a thing of beauty. Alpha has an eye for beautiful things," She said, looking at the bracelet, then turned her attention to me and touched my chin.

Eleanor asked, guiding me to a large walk-in closet. My eyes swept through the hangers and shelves. Everything was from the latest collections—rare, expensive pieces ranging from silk gowns, exquisite shoes, and rare jewellery to designer bags. “Alpha bought these a few months ago for his Luna,” Eleanor whispered. I said nothing. For his Luna. But not for me. These were bought for the woman who was currently hidden away in a witch coven.

Rebecca said The assistant chuckled, "True, each pack Alpha has his own preferences," "Alright," Rebecca said, renewed determination in her eyes. "Let's give it another shot after this break. Maybe we'll find the perfect token of appreciation for the Alphas." As they resumed brainstorming, Anna suggested, "How about personalized gold daggers for each Alpha, engraved with their names? It's unique, symbolic, and can serve as a powerful token of appreciation." Rebecca's eyes widened with excitement. "A gold dagger for each Alpha, personalized with their names – that's a brilliant idea, Anna! It combines strength and individuality. Let's start designing them and see if we can find a skilled craf

I asked hurriedly. “Miss, are you sure you don’t want to try on the Phoenix Rebirth Pearls? You would love them.” “I’m not here to buy any pearls,” I answered, raising my voice slightly as I began getting irritated. “Come and buy your original fabrics and luxurious dresses! I even have the legendary Phoenix Rebirth Pearls, and I’m ready to sell them at a discounted price for the lucky lady!” He continued advertising his wares, completely ignoring my question. “Please, Mr., help me out.”

“See this? Designed by the world-famous Designer. It’s a global limited edition. Our old Alpha Bob got it for me from a Paris auction for my birthday last year.” “So beautiful!” her little entourage gushed. “Only someone like you deserves such a noble ring.” So childish. I glanced at the ring. It was nice, though the diamond was a little small. Compared to the jewelry the old Alpha Tim had given me; it didn’t come close. Besides, I didn’t remember ever designing something so tacky. “Excuse me,” I said flatly and walked right past them, not bothering to look back. Behind me, I heard Rina and her cronies sneer, “A leopard cannot change its spots. Small Pack wolves will always be small Pack wol

"I'll go with you tomorrow night." "Yes, Alpha!" Richard replied, and turned to exit the room. "Richard," I said, stopping him in his tracks. "Is there a pawn shop in town?" His eyebrows raised, but he didn't question why I wanted to know– as I had known he wouldn't. "Yes, Alpha," he said. "There's a pawnshop by the dress shop on the strip downtown where the stores are located. Honestly, there are several of them around, all from the same chain."

I leaned forward. “Where did it come from?” “It is not sold in the village markets. The watermark belongs to a private order.” My wolf stirred uneasily. “Whose order?” Marek placed a blank sheet beside the notes. The texture and faint silver mark were identical. “This paper belongs to the Alpha household,” he said. “It comes from the stationery kept inside the pack house.” The room became silent. Whoever was threatening Mary Ann was not an outsider passing through Ironclaw. They were already inside my home.

POV Aiden Running my thumb over the raised emblem, turning the silver dollar sized coin over and over in my hand. The worrier who had given it to me asked, “What is it Alpha?” “It’s a betrothal pendant.” I said not looking up from the charm. “I don’t know what that is.” He said brows furrowed.