Chapter 77

“That’s Dalton,” Clara whispered to Nora. “Alpha of the Birch Pack. He’s wealthy, but I don’t think even he would go head–to–head with Arnold for too long.”

Nora glanced at Dalton, a tall, well–dressed man with sharp features. His expression remained composed as he made his bid.

Linda, as expected, countered.

The numbers climbed. Fifteen million. Eighteen million, The

The room fell silent.

twenty.

Dalton sat back, shaking his head with an amused smile, conceding.

The

green diamond bracelet was Linda’s.

Nora let out a slow breath. *At least she’s spent enough already. She shouldn’t compete with me anymore.*

She hoped.

But the next auction item proved her wrong.

The sculpture of a werewolf whistling at the moon was brought onto the stage.

It was breathtaking–carved from silver–grained maple wood, its surface naturally streaked with silver veins, reflecting light like ripples in a moonlit lake.

Nora’s chest tightened. *This is it.*

Her grandmother would love it.

The bidding began, and she immediately raised her paddle.

Linda’s head turned. Her eyes met Nora’s, and something sharp flickered in them.

Then, without hesitation, Linda raised her card.

in

sank. “So she is doing this

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the escalating bids with mild amusement, joined

deep breath and raised

grew thick as the numbers climbed

from across the room. He studied her for a moment before offering

returned the nod with a slight smile.

him. If she wanted it enough, he

the bid reached eighteen million

Nora hesitated.

If Linda went any higher, she

about to breathe,

“Twenty million dollars.”

ran through

you,” she muttered. “She doesn’t even want it–she just wants to make you lose.”

her fists.

prepared

million dollars,” she said

over the

her legs with a slow, deliberate motion. She turned to Arnold, whispering something in his car. He didn’t even blink before

million,” Linda said, her voice

push, but not this aggressively. She glanced at Clara, whose

a game to her,” Clara whispered. “And Arnold is happy

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another opportunity to put Nora in her place. But this wasn’t just about pride. The sculpture was the perfect gift for her grandmother. If she

breath, she raised her paddle.

gasps rippled through the room. The

as if pleased with the

pulse pounded in her ears. She was reaching her limit. She had set a budget, but if she let this go, she

touched her arm. “Are you

jaw tightened. “Yes.”

paddle. “Thirty–two million.”

auctioneer’s voice echoed through the hall. “Thirty–two

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