Chapter 78
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78 Bait and Glamour
Third Peran POV
After the scandal that make his family, Jax couldn’t sleep a wink. He felt like he’d never be able to show his face in public agam. In the dead of night, unable to bear it any longer, he shifted into his wolf form and began pacing anxiously in the countyand
Aurelia’s behavior had shaken him. He began to wonder if she’d been lying to him all along. Had Aubrey really done all those things she’d been accused of? And if she hadn’t… then all those punishments—colitary confmement, whippings–had been for nothing?
He wanted to rush to the werewolf academy and ask Aubrey’s classmates what she had really been like. But standing at the school gates, Jax suddenly realized—he didn’t even know which class she was in. Or who her
teacher was.
Bailey, on the other hand? He knew all her teachers, all her classmates. He even invited them over for dinner regularly.
That was when Jax realized just how badly he’d neglected his eldest daughter.
The pain of that realization hit like a blow to the chest. He’d failed her.
He returned home a mess, slumped on the front steps, and sat there until dawn. Then, as if waking from a trance, he bolted into Aubrey’s room and tore out every hidden surveillance device Aurelia had installed.
After checking several times to be sure there were no bugs left, he finally used the mind–link to reach out.
“Aubrey, I’ve removed all the surveillance at home. Come back. I’ll protect you now.”
“Forget it. I don’t need that.”
Her cold reply shattered what was left of Jax’s heart. He could feel her disappointment in him–feel her giving up on him.
“Aubrey, I…”
He tried to apologize, but the mind–link cut off before he could finish. Silence fell over the empty house. A deep, unspeakable sorrow rose in Jax’s chest.
And then the once–proud gamma, a man in his forties who had always cared about saving face, broke down on the front steps and cried. Not just teared up–sobbed loudly like a child who’d lost his favorite toy. Passersby stared, whispering among themselves, but Jax didn’t care anymore. He wept like no one was watching.
Aubrey’s POV
After cutting the mind–link with my father, I shoved the whole thing out of my mind. I didn’t need his protection anymore. I was an alpha–level werewolf now. I could protect myself.
Next, I called Alpha Mateo. I’d once promised to help save his brother, and in return, he’d sworn to help me if I ever needed it.
When he answered, I asked him to spread a rumor about the land up for auction. With his help, word quickly reached Caesar that the plot might contain an ancient werewolf treasure buried beneath it.
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The only real regret? I hadn’t flushed out the mysterious backer behind Aurelia.
Time passed. I wasn’t sure how long before the doorbell rang. Thinking it was my food delivery. I got up and opened the door.
But instead of takeout, it was Alpha Henry–his ridiculously handsome face practically illegal.
1 blinked. “What are you doing here?”
“You forgot? The auction’s tonight.” Alpha Henry stepped inside like he owned the place. “I brought a stylist. It’s getting late, so let them get started.”
No sooner had he said that than a flamboyant male werewolf walked in behind him. The moment he saw me, he gasped.
“Heavens! Alpha, your fiancée is so gorgeous she takes my breath away! You’ll be the most envied man in the room tonight!”
Before I could say a word, I was surrounded and pushed into the bedroom.
Moon Goddess, wasn’t this a bit much? It was just an auction, not a wedding.
Not that I could voice any of that–because the next second, a sponge full of foundation was already being patted on my face.
While they did my makeup, Alpha Henry sat nearby flipping through documents. The side profile of his face looked like it had been sculpted by the gods.
I had to admit… he really was stupidly handsome.
An hour later, once everything was finished, the stylist twirled dramatically and exclaimed, “Oh, Alpha! Look at her! Ms. Aubrey is the most beautiful work of art I’ve ever seen!”
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