Luna
My feet carried me swiftly through the pack grounds toward the main gate, each step heavy with dread. Princess Dalia's early arrival couldn't have come at a worse time. The council had orchestrated this alliance months ago, eyeing the Gold Palace's vast resources and modern influence. The Gold Pack wasn't just wealthy - they were probably the richest pack in the entire region, with investments in everything from tech companies to real estate empires.
I spotted her convoy first - three black luxury SUVs flanking a sleek white Rolls-Royce Phantom, all of them gleaming under the evening sun. Even their choice of vehicles screamed excess and power. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, already rejecting what was about to happen.
Princess Dalia emerged from the Rolls-Royce, her Louboutin heels ……
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