Chapter 217 A Bold Interruption


    Third <b>Person </b>POV <ol><li>18 <b>Pearl </b></li></ol>


    Satia frowned. “Didn’t you see there’s already a girl at his side? And every woman who tried <b>to </b>approach him has been driven away. I’m afraid you won’t have a chance.”


    Shamin lifted her chest proudly. “Your information is outdated. That omega is just his adopted sister.”


    “I don’t think so.” Satia trusted her own judgment. The way Alpha Henry looked at Aubrey–it was nothing like the gaze of a brother. It was as if the entire world vanished and only she remained, the rest just empty air.


    Shamin snorted. “So what if she isn’t? I’m a beta wolf, and my figure is far more voluptuous than hers. I’m more experienced too. Does she even know how to please a man? Charlie said it himself, the she–wolves of Shadowmoon Pack are dull in bed. Just watch–I’ll outshine her for sure!”


    With that, she adjusted her jewelry and hair, picked up a ss of red wine, and strode toward Alpha Henry.


    “Hello, Alpha Henry. I wonder if I might have the honor of sharing a drink with you?”


    At the sound of her voice, Aubrey looked up and saw who it was–the me Pack alpha’s granddaughter. She had a striking figure and a notoriously wild personal life. With just a crook of her finger, countless male wolves would throw themselves at her feet.


    “My name is Shamin. Don’t you want to talk with me?” she asked, raising a perfectly arched brow at Alpha Henry.


    Her features were exquisite–full red lips, an enticingly curvy body. From her eyes to the tilt of her hips, everything radiated tant seduction. Usually, she only needed the slightest initiative. to lure a man into a night’s tryst. Naturally, Alpha Henry had be part of her ambition.


    Alpha Henry nced at her once, then turned away with cold indifference.


    Shamin’s smile froze. Before she could speak again, Henry was already taking Aubrey by the hand and leading her elsewhere.


    Since the age of twelve, she had attended countless banquets, but never had she suffered such a snub. Bitterness shed in her eyes, and she hurried after them.


    “Alpha Henry, my father is hoping to cooperate with Shadowmoon Pack. I wonder if you…”


    “Miss Shamin.” Seeing Henry’s patience wearing thin, Aubrey stepped in before he said


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    Chapter 217 A Bold interruption


    12 PRANSI


    something that might causesting offense. After all, they would still be staying with the me Pack for a while. She smiled politely. “Our alpha already has a partner for the evening


    The double meaning was clear, and Shamin caught it immediately.


    “You?” She gave Aubrey a slow, appraising look, then let out a sultryugh. “You look so slender. But Alpha Henry clearly has great stamina. Can you handle him alone?”


    Aubrey, taken aback, asked uncertainly, “What do you mean?”


    Shamin slipped an arm around Aubrey’s neck, exhaling teasingly against her skin. “I wouldn’t mind the two of us sharing Alpha Henry. I could teach you plenty of things. Want to try?”


    Aubrey was leftpletely speechless.


    Just then, amotion spread through the hall. Everyone turned to look–the host of the banquet had arrived.


    The me Pack alpha, Loch, walked in.


    “Hello, Alpha Henry. You truly are the youngest alpha I’ve ever met.”


    Henry regarded Loch with respect. His grandfather had once shared <i>a </i>friendship with the man.


    “It’s a pity your grandfather cannot see you today,” Loch said, patting Henry’s shoulder with genuine regret.


    Henry replied with a few courteous words, and their exchange seemed warm.


    When they were finished, Alpha Loch turned his eyes on Aubrey. His gaze held a trace of disapproval as he studied her. “So you’re the Miguel family’s adopted daughter? You are indeed a beautiful girl.”


    The words were harmless on the surface, yet Aubrey could feel the undercurrent of hostility.


    She inclined her head slightly and answered coolly, “I didn’t expect you to know of me. It’s an honor.”


    Loch’s brow creased almost imperceptibly. He muttered a few dismissive words and walked


    away.


    Aubrey turned to Henry. “I think he doesn’t like me.”


    Henry arched a brow, a faint chill flickering in his eyes. “It doesn’t matter. We won’t be seeing him again.”