“By the way, your parents’ pack hasn’t sent their monthly support yet. Have you contacted them?”
My jaw tightened. “Support?” I echoed.
He nodded. “Yes. The Moonveil Pack usually sends contributions to help strengthen our resources. I was wondering if there’s been a delay. Maybe you could remind them.”
A hollow laugh nearly escaped me. My chest tightened painfully. “That’s what concerns you? My family’s contribution?”
He looked at me calmly. “It’s not about the money. It’s about maintaining alliances.”
I didn’t want to hear another word.
I turned and walked out before my anger spilled over into something I couldn’t take back.
By the time I reached the hallway, my hands were shaking. The image of his calm, detached expression lingered in my mind.
So this was what I had become to him.
Not his future Luna.
Not his mate.
Just a link to a powerful, wealthy pack. A convenient alliance.
That night, moonlight filtered gently into my room, casting soft shadows along the walls. I sat quietly at the edge of my bed, watching the shifting shapes while my wolf stirred restlessly inside me.
I didn’t plan what I did next.