Chapter 227 The Invitation


    <b>Leslie’s </b>POV


    Asphodel sneered in my mind. <i>Not </i><i>many </i><i>dare </i><i>call </i><i>the </i><i>Alpha </i><i>of </i><i>Crimson </i><i>Moon </i><i>Pack </i><i>“</i><i>bro</i>.<i>” </i>


    Eren clung to my hand, whining sweetly. “Muse, I want to stay with you!”


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    I couldn’t help a helpless smile, about to refuse when Kirby nced at his watch and let out a low snort. “The meeting’s over. Let’s get tea. I have Adler’s schedule.”


    My heart skipped. Adler’s movements could decide the alliance. I nodded. “Fine.”


    Eren beamed, tugging my hand. “I’ming too!”


    Kirby’s face darkened, his eyes narrowing. “No.”


    Eren pouted, then leaned against me, coaxing. “Muse, I want tea too!”


    My heart softened. I gave in with augh. “Alright.”


    Eren lit up, skipping along with exaggerated kicks, blue eyes glinting mischievously as he stuck out his tongue at Kirby.


    Kirby muttered, voice colder. “This brat isn’t cute at all.”


    I snorted. “Talking bad about a child–do you even hear yourself?”


    The Alpha <i>of </i><i>Crimson Moon </i><i>can’t </i><i>hide </i><i>his </i><i>jealousy</i><i>, </i>Asphodel mocked.


    Eren lifted his chin proudly, clutching my hand, his young wolf aura faint but eager.


    The tearoom was serene, filled with curling fragrance.


    Eren pressed close beside me, ring at Kirby as if to guard his territory.


    Kirby slid a blue velvet box across the table, his tone gentle. “From Farocia. It suits you.”


    I frowned, refusing even to nce. “I don’t want it.”


    He arched a brow<i>. </i>“At least open it.”


    With a sigh, I did. Inside was a limited–edition bracelet, elegant and rare–the very brand I liked. Too bad it came from him.


    I shoved it back. “Keep it.”


    Chapter 227 The Invitation


    <i>The </i><i>pup </i><i>has </i><i>something </i><i>too</i><i>, </i>Asphodel whispered slyly.


    Sure enough, Eren red at the bracelet, muttering, “Not as thick as mine…”


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    Then he whipped out a red velvet box and flipped it open. Inside gleamed a thumb–thick golden bangle. “Muse, this is for you! Girls love gold. The heavier the better. That guard was too stingy!”


    The air froze.


    Kirby’s jaw tightened, his gaze chilling.


    I blinked, startled, before taking the weighty bracelet. “You bought this?”


    Eren grinned proudly. “Daddy said I could! Whatever Muse likes, I can buy. I have lots of money!”


    My brows pinched. “Children shouldn’t be handing out gold like this.”


    He turned his face away, sulking, voice small. “Daddy said I could…”


    I sighed, ruffling his curls. “Alright. I’ll keep it.”


    His eyes sparkled as he whispered eagerly. “Do you like it?”


    I paused, then nodded. “Yes. I like it.‘


    He jabbed a finger toward Kirby’s box. “Do you like his?”


    I answered without hesitation. “No.”


    Erenughed, triumphant, and tilted his cheek toward me. “Then kiss me!”


    Helpless, I pressed a light kiss to his forehead, pinching his round cheeks. “There. Now sit quietly while I talk business.”


    Flushed, he ducked his head, fiddling with his shirt in shy delight,


    <i>The </i>cub knows how to <i>win </i><i>affection</i><i>, </i>Asphodel murmured. <i>And </i><i>look</i>–the Crimson Moon Alpha’s <i>face </i>is turning green.


    I met Kirby’s gaze coolly. He lowered his voice, “Adler is hosting a private banquet in a few days. Lucian was invited.”


    My brow arched, suspicion stirring. “How do you know?”


    He smiled faintly. “Because the invitation is with me.”


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    My chest tightened. Adler had no reason to invite only Crimson Moon Pack if both our sides were equal in this alliance.


    I let out a coldugh. “So, the Alpha of Crimson Moon came just to brag?”


    He tested me carefully. “I need a partner. You could-”


    I set down my teacup. “No need. I’ll manage.”


    Eren tugged my sleeve at once. “If you want to go, I can invite you!”


    I humored him with a pat on the head. “Alright.”


    Beaming, he clung tighter. “Then I want to visit your house!”


    I chuckled despite myself. “Fine.”


    Kirby rose as Eren skipped out pulling me along. I nced back once.


    <i>Leslie</i>, Asphodel murmured darkly, <i>he </i><i>won’t </i><i>give </i><i>up </i><i>so </i><i>easily</i>.


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