Liora Granger rushed out, her wedding dress trailing behind her, while her white veil swept across Dorian Kingston’s suit.
The moonstone necklace around her neck refracted a mysterious blue in the sunlight -an accessory I had spent three months. designing to complement her wedding ring.
“Miss Vaughn, the scent of a destined mate and their presence can alleviate the pain of chemotherapy. I desperately need Alpha Dorian Kingston, so I’m begging you…” she cried, deliberately exposing the IV on her hand, a trace of blood still seeping through.
A sweet, sickly fragrance of violet mixed with the metallic tang of blood hit me head–on. I could keenly detect the underlying scent
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of obsidian–that was the mark of the Black Eagle pack.
I thought to myself: Could Liora Granger be connected to the Black Eagle pack?
From birth, I was endowed with a keener sense of smell than my fellow kin. My mother said it was a special gift from the Moon Goddess.
I glanced at Alpha Dorian Kingston; his pupils constricted suddenly, a physiological reaction to being drawn to a destined mate.
He stepped forward, placing himself protectively in front of Liora Granger, a gesture that felt utterly ironic at that moment:
“Celine Vaughn, stop throwing a tantrum. I know this is hard for you to accept. Liora
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has only one month left to live. After that, I promise you a grand wedding…” Dorian. Kingston attempted to explain, a subtle hint of panic in his voice.
Despite our three years together, he had never once offered me such a protective
stance.
The strength I had built during my hospital stay began to crumble, but my wolf, Phoenix, was howling in my mind, urging me to hold firm.
“Mr. Kingston.” I interrupted, pulling out a copy of the design from my handbag. My fingertips lightly tapped the paper, producing a clear sound.
“The waist of the wedding dress is made with stretch memory metal, allowing it to automatically adjust to the wearer’s body
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shape. However, with Miss Granger’s petite. frame, it probably won’t fit her”
I paused, my gaze sweeping over the diamond crown on Liora Granger’s head. “The crown is set with real diamonds, which should probably be removed; after all, real diamonds pose radiation risks for chemotherapy patients. For Miss Granger’s safety, it’s best to err on the side of caution.”
I handed the design over to Dorian Kingston. “The design fee will require a triple expedited charge according to our contract. Please settle the full amount by the end of this week. Oh, and just a friendly reminder. interest will accumulate if payment is overdue.”
This bridal shop was a business owned by my father. Since neither the wedding gown nor the jewelry belonged to me, payments
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