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.

price doubled in

“So she is doing this on purpose.”

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escalating bids with mild amusement, joined in.

and raised her

as the

gaze from across the room. He studied her

returned the nod with a slight

If she wanted it enough, he would let it go.

bid reached eighteen

Nora hesitated.

any higher, she would

was about to breathe, Linda’s voice rang through the

“Twenty million dollars.”

murmur ran through

she muttered. “She doesn’t

clenched her

had prepared

million dollars,” she

hush fell over

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

Linda said, her voice

kept her expression neutral, but her stomach twisted. She had expected Linda to push,

whispered. “And Arnold is

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the sculpture itself–it was just another way to assert dominance, another opportunity to put Nora in her place. But this wasn’t just about pride. The sculpture was the perfect gift for her grandmother.

breath, she raised her

gasps rippled through the room. The

if pleased with

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

her arm. “Are you sure?”

jaw tightened.

paddle.

hall. “Thirty–two million!

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