gure of Karen, the beloved she-wolf of their pack. Her eyes sparkled with a rare blend of strength and grace, embodying th

every one of you for making tonight so incredibly special for me. Thank you once again," Karen spoke into the microphone, her voi

r seats in a standing ovation, their voices joining together in a heartfelt rendition of "Happy Birthday" i

carried by Karen's mother, Helena. The cake was a work of art, with Karen's name elegantly scripted on top and a miniature edible ima

anding right there?" Karen chuckled in disbelief, her heart brimming

r heart, Karen felt the love and camaraderie in the room, knowing she was surrounded by those who cherished her dearly. On the count of "three," Karen gripped the

erself lavished with attention, yet a nagging worry lingered

olation at her own party, lacking a partner for the dance. When a waiter approached with a drink, she accepted it reluctantly before finding

a villa worth two hundred million

this guy as a mate is incredibly lucky," another

e?" the first girl pondered,

ic, their conversation halted as they notice

ght?" a blonde girl asked, he

Karen," sh

been buzzing about," the blonde girl exclaimed, turn

amous guy you're discussing?" Karen

Paw Pack, the sole heir of the Creek family which is the wealthiest family

asant scent drifted into her nostrils and she couldn't resist the urge to follow it. Her wolf, Aria, nudged her forward,

on, Karen rose from her

ing to flash them a grateful smile. With a quick adjustment of her flow

she arrived at the grand hallway. There, a figure stood in a distance, his

efore sunrise", he was saying to s

ke a model on a pin-up. Dressed in a sleek black suit against a crisp white shirt and impeccably shiny leather shoes, he exuded an air of elegance that was hard to ignore. Karen couldn't help but notice the ch

ak out, her voice betraying he

f impatience that caught Karen off guard. She had expected a warmer reception,

er composure and pressed on,

ou are?" Karen said, her eyes sparkling with delight as

nfriendly tone, his expression gua

r of excitement ignited within her upon hearing the name Damion Creek – the very same name the girls had been raving a

o Damion. "I'm Karen, the birthday celebrant, and your mate! I find it rather sur

d distant as he kept his distance from her, leaving Karen looking

p stories..." she trailed off, frustration evident as she ran a hand through her hair, struggling to find the right words. "The truth is that my wolf

se, his eyes caught sight of someone in the distance, a smal

n eyebrow and tilting his head slightl

for you, sweetie," he called out, his vo

that her instincts were wrong. As she turned around, her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widened in disbelief at the fi

ggering backwards as her purse slipped from her t