Freya froze as the security guard's voice echoed throughout the gallery floor. "Miss, what are you doing? You mustn't touch this painting if you're not purchasing it! Put the painting down right now or I will treat it as theft!"
She blinked, suddenly realizing she hadn’t even realized she’d lifted the painting off its easel, her wolf Vicki whimpering softly within her mind. The emotional connection to the artwork had overwhelmed her usual caution.
"I'm sorry," she apologized hoarsely, quickly composing herself. "I was too moved by it... I'll buy this painting. Can you please contact the seller?"
The security guard looked skeptical but called over the event coordinator, who arrived promptly. Upon learning of Freya's interest in purchasing, they contacted the current owner.
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