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Most of his choices were actually good, I hated that too. A woman approached carrying a jewelry tray. Diamonds sparkled beneath the lights. I immediately stepped back. "No." Lorenzo barely looked up. "Yes." "I'm not wearing that." "You are." "Why?" His eyes finally met mine. "Because you're a De Luca." There it was again. That is, the universal solution to every argument. I hated how effective it was. The saleswoman nervously offered a necklace. I reached for it. At the same moment, Lorenzo did.

These were all the people I had tried to please before. But not anymore. For now, as long as I am still Luna of the Red Moon pack, he doesn't have the right to ignore my presence. “What is the meaning of this, Caleb?”. I asked him with a frown, not caring to address him by his title. There was a dramatic pause, and the Omega maidservants exchanged glances at each other, before Caleb turned to me. Even though it was only for a brief second, I saw Caleb's displeased face. I finally understood how much of a joke I was to everyone. My worth suddenly meant like trash.

Some of the art—my art—apparently auctioned off “privately.” There were notes scribbled in the margins, messy and impatient. “Talk to Cass about silent investors.” “Paris flat = fallback if Aziza’s name is removed.” “Option to convert vault into liquid asset—confirm value.” Then I saw it. A handwritten list. In Wilbet’s unmistakable pen. “If push comes to shove: Aziza’s jewels The Hermès collection The wine vault Sell the wedding china Ask Cass if the Paris flat can be discreetly mortgaged Talk to him about the fallback clause.”

Kareena says as she and Azura enter the room, holding drinks. “I’m a big boy now, Uncle Dan. I’m not a kid anymore.” Corrado states. It’s the holidays and the reason that he’s allowed to be out there for a short while longer. “Twenty minutes Cherub, then you've got to go to bed too, ok?” Azura says, placing the drinks on the table. She looks fucking fine… She got a tattoo a couple days ago, the biggest one she has so far. It’s about three inches by three inches long on her left thigh. It’s a little family of voodoo dolls. There are two little voodoo dolls with the names Leo and Azura above them. They’re holding the hands of two mini voodoo dolls. One is a little larger and one is a tiny baby

They also bought high heels, flats, and sandals for Deanna. “Isn't all this excessive? I'm afraid Meazus will be angry with us.” “Meazus won't be angry with us,” replied Zoan, who now had Meazus' black card in his pocket. Not only that, they also bought Deanna expensive perfume and some makeup. All these items were purchased using Meazus' money. “Is there anything else you want to buy?” Deanna bit her lower lip. “What if I ask for a cell phone?”

So I listened, tears brimming in my own eyes, as I paid witness to their love. “I am so, so proud to announce you to the Moose Creek pack as their Luna,” Enzo continued, his voice growing louder, as he took her hand and held them, joined, up to the setting sun. “You have been guiding them, and me, for a long time now, but at long last we are making it official. As such, it is my pleasure and my honour to re-introduce you, Scarlett Woodrush, to the Moose Creek pack. Moose Creek wolves!” he bellowed, “Welcome your new Luna!”

Beta Sylvester said. "Stay calm, Cassian," Ryan mindlinked, already sensing that Cassian was boiling underneath his silence. "We brought gifts for the new Alpha and his Luna," Ryan said to Sylvester. "Thank you," Sylvester said, grinning widely to reveal a gold tooth. "The Luna is my daughter, so I am pleased." "I hope your alphas come with a good deal for alliance," Cassian growled. "Because if I am not satisfied, Blackspire will bear the consequences."