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Third Person’s POV
Prisci had to meet numerous guests daily at the ckthorn Pack.
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As Lance’s mother, she was the center of attention, changing clothes five or six times a day<b>, </b>cach outfit matched with multiple sets of jewelry.
Previously, in the pce, no one paid attention to her attire.
Now it was different–over the past two days, she’d hosted countless guests, many of whom she hadn’t. recognized.
Seeing the guests‘ humility before her, Prisci’s vanity was thoroughly satisfied.
Adide wasn’t yet the ckthorn Pack’s Luna.
Prisci nned to throw more parties and flex her authority once Adide officially became the Luna.
If Madison could entertain guests<b>, </b><b>so </b>could she.
After the mating ceremony, Prisci intended to visit the jewelry store to investigate its performance.
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Madison and Wanda hadn’t arrived yet, likely nning toe tomorrow for the ceremony.
Having changed several times, Prisci concluded her day’s showing off and strolled through the yard of the future vi shared by Lance and Adide.
The yard was filled with plum blossoms, which Prisci didn’t particrly like.
She’d suggested recing them with roses, but/Lance insisted on keeping them,
Fortunately, after two or three transnts, the plum trees hadn’t bloomed, offering somefort.
However, Prisci was far from pleased with the vi yard.
Theplex connected tworge courtyards, each with a main building on the east and west sides.
Additional rooms were built on the north side for their
omega
caretakers<b>. </b>
The idea of omegas sharing a yard with the Alpha and Luna was preposterous to Prisci.
Lance had never treated pack omegas this way before. Could this be in preparation for Adide?
The special treatment for Adide made Prisci wonder if Lance had forgotten his past love.
Men sure were fickle. Before, Alpha Lance said he’d never take a mate. Now he was all set to mate with Adide.
Prisci felt conflicted.
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<b>When </b>Alpha Lance went to war, he always refused to think about finding a mate.
His letters were so firm about it. Prisci even thought he’d stay single forever.
Yet upon his triumphant return, he announced his n to mate with Adide,
Though Adide had broken her previous mating bond, at least she could end Alpha Lance’s bachelor <b>days</b>.
Plus, after checking, Prisci found out Adide and Ulrik never finished the full marking. <b>That </b>was <b>why </b>she reluctantly epted it.
Prisci and Susan entered the east vi, where the foyer disyed a silver–gray moon goddess totem
frame.
New furniture was draped in ivory satin dust covers, cach adorned with champagne–colored satin bows- even the Baroque–styled metal partition bore a gand of white roses and silver ribbons.
“How quaint,” Prisci muttered, “so many ribbons. Did I raise a son or a daughter? Why the obsession <b>with </b>French court style?”
The inner chamber was bathed in ivory and champagne gold.
A custom–made four–poster bed boasted ivory velvet sheets and hollowce ivory canopies.
The room, though unupied, was climate–controlled and filled with cedar and white peach fragrances.
Italian minimalist furniture dominated–cream leather sofas paired with obsidian coffee tables, a crystal floormp in the corner, yet notably absent was Prisci’s beloved Rococo–styled carved cab.
Recalling Lance’s past jibe about her Baroque–styled dressing table being overly borate, Prisci <b>saw </b>this “minimalism” for what it was–a budget splurge on custom closets and smart climate systems.
Rubbing her temples, Prisci said to Susan, “I don’t like Adide.”
Susan chuckled, “That’s hardly a secret.”
But Prisci was unsettled.
“She’s been overly attentive, sending several of Craig’s paintings.”
“That’s a good thing,” Susan said, puzzled. “Why are you upset?”
Prisci rolled her eyes. “I’m not pleased! epting gifts makes it hard to be strict. She’s trying to win me over with presents<b>, </b>making it difficult to assert my authority.”
“It’s different,” Susan reasoned. “As the new addition to the ckthorn Pack and future Luna, she should heed your guidance.”
Prisci nodded. “You’re right. I should guide her. Gifts shouldn’t undermine that.” She nced around the room and huffed, “In a few days<b>, </b>I’ll pick out new furniture. That lounge chair in my room is ufortable–I’ll rece it with an oak one.”
“Right away,” Susan replied.
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Susanughed as she left with her Prisci could have whatever she wanted. If she had no <b>money </b>of <b>her </b><b>own</b>, well, using her son’s was only natural.
Susan had grown up with Prisci and considered her family.
Unable to return to her original pack, she resolved to care for Prisci for life, finally finding peace<b>, </b>
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