Chapter 75: Masked Encounters
(Eden's POV)
The applause roared, filling the restaurant like a thunderstorm. My breath came in soft pants, my chest rising and falling in rhythm with the echoes of the clapping.
I bowed deeply, the corners of my lips curling beneath the delicate fox mask that concealed my face. For the first time in what felt like ages, I felt weightless—unburdened.
There was no pack politics here. No Alexander. No Victoria. Just me, the music, and the moment.
I returned to the table, slipping back into my seat. Olivia, her rabbit mask slightly askew from excitement, leaned forward, her hands clasped dramatically on the table.
"Eden! You—oh my God—you were incredible!" Her voice was barely contained, trembling with genuine enthusiasm. "Why didn’t you ever tell me
