Isabela's POV:
The Midnight Pack's annual auction was held in the largest domed hall in the pack center, and by the time I arrived, the place was already full.
Alphas from every major pack had come with their entourages and taken over the private boxes ringing the hall. Below them, the central stage displayed this year's most coveted offerings, city-defense blueprints, weapons designs, and strategic systems that could tip the balance of power between packs.
I wore a black evening gown and a golden half mask that concealed everything but my eyes.
A dull ache pulsed through my right leg, but I kept my weight steady and my expression unreadable.
Two bodyguards followed a step behind me, both highly capable Betas, my brother having assigned them to me himself.
"Irelia, your seat is in Bo
