chapter9

Just as I was done with my preparations, Roman sent his assistant, Mason, to pick me up.

Sitting in that Maybach, I thought Mason would drive me to Roman's place, but I was taken to a mall.

Stylists and makeup artists surrounded me, curling up my waist-length hair and applying exquisite makeup to my face.

I was dressed in an expensive evening gown, tailored to fit me perfectly.

A diamond necklace that was worth millions was placed on my neck.

I looked at myself in the mirror.

Noble, elegant, and refined. But I didn't feel like myself. I looked more like Tara.

If Griffon had seen me like this, he might have thought I was trying to mimic her.

I smiled bitterly.

Finally, I was all dressed up, and Mason took me to Nightshade.

largest nightclub in Arcadia. The people who came here were either rich or powerful, both human and shifters alike.

And even if there were, it would be difficult to obtain any footage. The rich loved to do

to bring me

was about to go through, I felt like my heart was

got to the top floor. He

and the

soothing music spilled out from inside, and

I'd thought Roman would have more vulgar taste than

then, a strong arm suddenly wrapped

pulled me close and leaned down to

stunning

avoid Roman's touch, but then I saw the man

revealing part of his chest, and his sleeves were rolled-up. He held a wineglass that looked small in his large,

expected Griffon

he would be in the

the Midwest Packs, but the entire northern hemisphere, while the Starke Pack was only

think they would have a reason to

was glad that I didn't make that call to Griffon the other

lose my dignity,

Griffon to

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