Perhaps driven by guilt, Riven took her to one of the elite boutiques reserved for high-ranking wolves and personally chose a crimson gown for her.
When Freya stepped out wearing the tailored dress, hair styled and makeup done, a flicker of astonishment crossed his gaze.
Kael clapped excitedly, “Mommy, you look so beautiful!”
But as Freya looked in the mirror, the image of Sorenna—recently seen on the Pack Broadcast wearing a similar red gown—flashed in her mind. In all these years, she’d never worn red.
Yet when choosing a dress for her, Riven had instinctively picked Sorenna’s favored color.
In the past, she would have confronted him directly, demanded answers, maybe even threatened separation within the pack. But now… she couldn’t be bothered.
With less than a moon cycle left, she let him do as he pleased.
At the evening auction hosted by the Alpha Council, Freya wasn’t surprised to see Sorenna again.
This time, she stood on the stage as the host—graceful, confident and adored. Her witty lines earned laughter from the entire hall.
When she stepped down, Sorenna deliberately took the seat beside Riven and even pinched Kael’s cheek with sickening intimacy.
Freya, seated slightly apart, remained utterly detached from the father and pup. She paid no mind to Sorenna’s provocations.
Her attention drifted to the stage—her eyes slowly reddening as she recognized the final item displayed Beneath moonlight crystal lamps.
If she wasn’t mistaken… It was her mother’s necklace—the Eternal Heart.
The gem symbolized the purest, eternal bond blessed by the Moon Goddess.
Her mother once teased her, saying she would pass it down as Freya’s mating heirloom.
Noticing her strange expression, Riven was the first to raise his bidding paddle. “Seven hundred and fifty thousand moon credits.”
But immediately after, a crisp female voice echoed, “One thousand five hundred.”
Riven’s brows knit together; clear displeasure flashed in his eyes at Sorenna’s recklessness.
Yet the spoiled beauty pretended envy and sweetness, “Luna Freya lives such a blessed life now. Alpha Riven adores you endlessly. You wouldn’t mind me taking this necklace, right?”
When Sorenna’s provocative words rang out, Kael clutched the hem of Freya’s cloak. “Mom… why don’t we just let Sorenna take that necklace? We already have so many treasures in the Manor.”