Rejecting My Ungrateful Pack
Even from my window, I could read the emotions on her face: a flicker of anticipation, a wave of confusion, a crash of disappointment, and finally, the blank emptiness of despair.
It was a palm-sized woven ornament, with pale silver threads forming an intricate pattern around a tiny crystal bead.
It was, admittedly, beautiful.
But it wasn’t ten thousand dollars.
Amy stood there for a full ten seconds, holding the charm, before silently walking away.
The second, the third, the fourth…
The reaction was the same for everyone.
“Alpha,” Elara said softly, “a few of them threw the charms in the trash.”
I finally turned around.
“The trash?”
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