Third Person's POV
"I've already decided to reject her tonight, but rest assured, I won't take her wealth. I'm not bullying her—she's gone too far," Ulrik said, stroking the silver wolf-head pendant at his throat, a symbol of his Alpha status.
Velda's fingertips traced the oak table, leaving faint claw marks in the moonlight.
"This isn't about disrespect—it's outright elder endangerment!"
"So you agree with rejecting her?" Ulrik pressed.
Velda's pearl earrings gleamed in the night air.
She weighed the consequences.
Rejecting Adelaide posed risks to their future.
But whenever she pictured Adelaide's striking face, a nameless agitation stirred within her.
With that beauty and Frostfang's Alpha bloodline, there was no guarantee Ulrik wouldn't revert to old feelings.
After all, their
