Ava's POV
The night of Laura’s concert arrived wrapped in extravagance. I moved toward the window, my steps slow and soundless.
Below, Victor and Jasper stood side by side. They were dressed alike. They wore pristine white shirts and black silk tuxedos tailored perfectly to their frames.
Even their bow ties sat flawlessly around their necks. They looked… complete, like a matched pair.
My wolf and I watched silently.
Then my gaze shifted to the car waiting for them. A stretch Rolls-Royce Phantom. It owned the space. A luxury car worth more than most people would ever touch in a lifetime.
I watched as they stepped into the car and shut the door. The engine purred, and the Rolls-Royce glided away, smooth and effortless.
My reflection stared back at me in the glass. My eyes, that had on
