Chapter 45: Pride Before the Fall
(Seraphina's POV)
The applause in the room was muted, but even the faintest sound felt like a fanfare to me. My wolf practically basked in the attention, her aura shimmering as pack members turned their admiring eyes toward me. I tilted my chin confidently, letting my deep emerald gown glimmer under the grand chandeliers.
"You know," I began, letting my voice carry just enough to catch attention from nearby ears, "Elder Rowan's surgery didn’t cost a single credit in pack currency. Dr. Aila did it as a personal favor."
A ripple of murmurs spread through the crowd. I could hear the awe and disbelief in their whispers. My wolf purred with satisfaction, feeding off the admiration that clung to the air.
"Wait," Dana, one of the young but talkative she
