Azure's POV
Crystalline chandeliers created a warm glow around the massive ballroom hosting this year’s charity event. Personally, I hated these things. They were an unbearable blend of greed and rich assholes who were far too tight with their money to actually contribute to society.
I despised that I was grouped in with the flock. Money meant nothing more to me than survival, and despite being in the top two percent, most of my earnings went to keeping my pack running smoothly and my people happy.
The only bright side to this evening was her.
Keeping my distance, I watched her speaking uncomfortably with the wench who destroyed her perfectly curated life. Her body was stiff with tension, and her husband was two seconds from losing his hand if he didn’t stop touching her.
“For som
