Author's POV
Two nights later, the Vertex gala was in full swing at the luxurious Carter Hotel. The city's elite packed the grand ballroom, the air thick with expensive perfume, ambition, and the unmistakable scent of power plays in progress.
Zane Thorne cut an imposing figure in his perfectly tailored tuxedo, with Chloe Vale clinging to his arm like a prized possession. Her champagne-colored gown whispered wealth and old money, her demeanor carefully cultivated to project the perfect omega mate.
The moment they entered the ballroom, heads turned and conversation shifted.
"Alpha Thorne and Miss Vale make such a striking pair," murmured a beta from a neighboring pack. "They're absolutely perfect together."
"Indeed," agreed another guest. "Miss Vale is so wonderfully gentle
