Alpha Pawn & Jewelry の小説・ストーリー

jewelry series is authorized by Alea, and she participated in the design. People were surprised. And Audrey's proud expression had become stiff. “So, I’m delighted that Ms. Kira could wear Alea’s jewelry to our event.” Alvin glanced at Kira subconsciously, but quickly looked away. “There’s one more thing that Ms. Audrey might not know.” Kira finally spoke slowly with a smile, “Aurora Adornments and Alea have maintained a good cooperative relationship for many years, and there is an unwritten rule among Aurora Adornments‘ internal members: as long as you are wearing Alea’s jewelry, you can freely participate in any Aurora Adornments‘ event and will be seated in the VIP area. Furthermore, Auro

I came out of the car and followed the them into the packhouse. “That's the Alphas' room. One of them pointed at a golden door that looked so classic. The door to the room screamed wealth and power. I approached the door my heart hammering. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead and arm. My arms were sweaty and I was shaking. I took in a deep breath and let it out. I summoned all the courage in me and pressed the door bell. I stood there for a few seconds before the door was opened.

It had to be them. It had to be. But the moment the door opened, the air changed. Mom instinctively wrapped a protective arm around me as Marla strode in like she owned the world—six-inch Louboutins clicking against the marble, an oversized Fendi oversized cocoon jacket draped over her shoulders, looking every inch the pampered billionaire heiress she played so well. At her side stood Alpha Caspian, a lazy, mocking smile curving his lips as if he were walking into a theater performance instead of a family home.

Damian Thorne. With time, the celebration reached its peak, the whole palace trembling with life. Laughter echoed, loud music rose above the chatter, and the dancers made every step look like worship to the great Xavier. Servants filled goblets with wine, trays of meat passed from table to table, and the scent of roasted lamb and herbs wrapped the place in heavy delight. Then the moment came. One after the other, alphas and their lunas stood to present gifts to the great Xavier. Jewels, finely crafted swords, embroidered robes, all placed at his feet as tokens of respect.

I said uncomfortably and placed out my hand to stop him. It had the opposite effect. He took my hand and leaned his large mouth with all his big teeth forward. His hard lips touched the backs of my fingers. I tried to snatch my hand away, but he kept ahold of it. “I swear my allegiance to you, Tara Layton, The Promised, the wielder, the bringer of peace. My breath, my blood, my life.” He dropped my hand, stood, and stepped back. Another guttybrew took his place. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but Talon held me in place with gentle pressure around my back.

I handed the box over to her. “Thank you. You didn't have to,” she smiles. She gasps when she sees the diamond set of jewelry. “Lochlain Raid,” we both mutter. “Lochly what?” Deren asks. He glances at the Alpha, looking confused. The Alpha shrugs. “He's the best jewelry maker everywhere. Everybody knows him only that he makes a very small quantity of jewelry every year. I've always wanted one of these. How did you find it?” she asks curiously.

Does it affect Kiel? Come to think of it, she already caught a glimpse of him holding back last night inside the car. And she can’t deny that it left her in a daze. How can Kiel, a recessive alpha, had that sweet scent? “President? Are you alright?” Only Devyn realized that she’s already making that irritated face again. “Miss Anna,” she called out. The young lady across from her jolted. “Yes, President?” “What will happen if a recessive alpha’s rut gets triggered?” she asked without even blinking.

* Ugh, I didn't know, but I cannot give Mia any chance to snatch him. "Fine," Leon agreed, and the sales representative came to meet us. "Welcome, Alpha Leon. What do you want to shop for today?" Leon peered around the jewelry store, filled with different types of jewels, like necklaces, bracelets, and several other rings and anklets. "I want something beautiful for females. Can I see the designs available?" He asked, and the sales representative showed him to the section that was for the elites. "Yes, Alpha. These jewelry pieces are worth 1 million dollars and above," the sales representative said, and Leon fell silent, like he was lost in deep thought.

I looked at the papers and read every detail of what was written, not missing a single detail. "How are you?" Tia talked, and I raised my head to look at her. She is wearing a plain white dress that she will be wearing for her seclusion. "I am fine. Is everything ready for you?" I asked. "Yes, everything is fine. I also went to check up on Alpha, he is now stable, and the effects of the poison now subsided." She explained and also reporting me the condition of my mate. I sighed in relief and smiled at her. "Thank you, I'll be missing you," I said.

I muttered, pulling off my helmet. The door opened before I knocked. Corvin stood there barefoot, gray hair tied back, leather vest hanging open over skin inked with symbols I didn’t recognize and didn’t like. His eyes—sharp, bright, too knowing—flicked over me. “Took you long enough, Alpha,” he said. “Moon’s been screaming for days.” I scowled. “You could’ve sent a memo.” He snorted and stepped aside. “Come in before the forest decides you’re rude.”