My heart was full, the bond between us humming with contentment, but Elias's mischievous grin told me he wasn't done yet. "One more stop," he'd said as we left the market, steering us toward a grand avenue lined with upscale boutiques. I squeezed his hand, curious but trusting, my wolf preening at his alpha protectiveness.
We approached a massive storefront, its elegant facade gleaming with gold accents and massive windows displaying glittering jewelry and fine accessories. "Kingsley & Co. Jewelers," the sign read, wait, Kingsley? As in Elias's family?
My eyes widened as we stepped inside, the door chiming softly. The interior was a vision of luxury: polished marble floors, crystal chandeliers casting rainbows across velvet display cases filled with diamonds, greens, and intricate
