Leslie’s POV
Right after Leiss left. I got a call from Carl–there was a charity auction tonight hosted by a top–tier luxury brand, and I needed to attend.
Because of all the scandalous rumors between Carl and me, my father, the Lycan King, even beat him up over it.
So Carl didn’t dare invite me as his date anymore. Instead, he brought Am.
As for my date, it was Lorde–a young Beta actor recently signed under Carl’spany, with decent blood purity
The idea, clearly, was to use my public profile to boost Lorde’s exposure.
Lorde looked visibly nervous in his white tux, like a fresh and clean–cut prince.
When he saw me, he blushed.
I smiled without saying much, slipped my hand through his arm, and walked straight in with him, finding
our seats.
On the massive holo–screen in front, photos of the auction items rotated. Most were luxury goods, antique art pieces, and a few items that had once belonged to famous werewolves in history.
My date, the young Beta actor named Lorde, suddenly fixed his eyes on one of the items on–screen, visibly excited.
It was a short dagger, its sheath carved from obsidian, the hilt a single piece of raw moonstone, glowing with a cool shimmer under the lights.
The de was said to be forged from meteorite–razor sharp.
“That’s… the ‘Fang of the Crescent Moon“?”
He mumbled in disbelief. “Legend says it was forged by Master Saelin himself, using the tooth of a fallen Alpha wolf,bined with meteorite. A weapon like no other!”
“You like it?”
I asked.
Lorde nodded quickly, eyes lit up. “Before I became an actor, I was apprenticing as a cksmith. Master Saelin was my idol! If he’d take me in as a student, I’d drop everything and go to him in a heartbeat!”
I didn’t know much about weapons/like these. All I remembered was how much Kirby loved collecting Master Saelin’s pieces–especially those infused with the energy of strong Alphas.
He thought it reflected Crimson Moon Pack’s power and glory.
Damn it. Why was I thinking of him again? So annoying.
“Ha. Look at the big bad wolf you dumped,”
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my Wolf Asphodel sneered inside me.
“He’s still out here pretending he’s a king.”
Out of the corner of thy spotted Kirby sitting a few seats away, alone.
eye, I
A woman suddenly leaned in beside him, chatting nonstop, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him.
Kirby’s POV
I felt a sharp chill–turned my head, and saw Leslie, sitting with that Beta actor Lorde, whispering something with a soft smile.
Her side profile was gentle and beautiful. When she smiled, the dimples were stunning.
So that’s what she looked like when she wasn’t pissed–breathtaking.
The two of them sat close, their posture familiar and intimate.
My chest tightened with irritation. My expression darkened. My eyes grew colder.
My Wolf Lance let out a jealous growl inside me.
“How can she smile at a Beta like that?”
Lance roared.-
“That smile should belong to us!”
The woman beside me caught on and followed my gaze. She spoke loudly and deliberately: “Oh wow, the Rogue Pack queen’s got a new boyfriend already! She’s got good taste. That kid Lorde just debuted and already went viral with his first show. The queen really is popr, huh?”
I nced sideways at her, voice t and cold. “You’re not supposed to be sitting here, are you?”
Her name was Vera, daughter of the Greyhound Pack leader. Just returned from overseas. Her brain had nothing in it but men.
I had just turned down her advances. So now she was trying to cling to me like this.
Vera paused, then forced a smile and tried to y it off. “Greyhound Pack is one of the co–hosts. They were happy to switch seats with me.”
In other words, she’d sit wherever she pleased.
I didn’t respond. My expression turned cold, and my information scent was practically radiating rejection.
If Leiss didn’t pick up on it, then all these years following me had been a waste.
Sure enough, he chose the perfect/time to speak up. “Alpha sir, maybe we should switch seats?”
I stood up without a word. Leiss quickly slid into my spot, bracing himself and ignoring the furious re
Vera shot at him.