After I left Alpha father and son went crazy with regret

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

is doing this

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with

took a deep breath and raised her

the room grew thick as the numbers

her for

nod with a slight

an unspoken agreement–this wasn’t personal for him. If

reached

Nora hesitated.

If Linda went any higher, she would have to let it go.

about to breathe, Linda’s voice

“Twenty million dollars.”

murmur ran through the audience.

“She doesn’t even want it–she just wants to make

her fists.

prepared

she

fell over the

to Arnold,

million,” Linda said, her voice smooth and

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

her,” Clara whispered. “And Arnold

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Nora in her place. But this wasn’t just about pride. The sculpture was the perfect gift for her

a slow breath, she raised her

through the room. The stakes were

upward, as if pleased with the challenge.

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

her arm.

jaw tightened.

paddle.

hall. “Thirty–two million! Do I hear thirty–five?”