Chapter 3

Stepping out of Alpha Lucas’s office, a fog of confusion clouded my thoughts. I glanced back at the sleek, modern decor, a bitter taste flooding my mouth. The Silver Moon Pack’s headquarters, with its towering glass windows and gleaming floors, felt like an icebox—cold and unwelcoming.

Back in our days at the werewolf academy, Lucas’s family hit rock bottom. Their pack’s influence crumbled, and their reputation among neighboring packs took a nosedive. My enchanted jewelry designs were key in helping him rebuild his family’s status bit by bit. To boost his image, I let all my creations carry his name,…