A Warrior Luna's Awakening Chapter 401-405

Chapter 401**

In a moment that felt suspended in time, Jenny stood frozen, her amber eyes narrowing into slits as she directed a venomous hiss toward Freya. “Freya,” she spat, her voice laced with barely contained fury, “I heard all about your little… escapade with my uncle. You actually had the audacity to snatch the necklace he has cherished for years. Don’t you dare think you can just prance around him, shoving Parker into a dilemma.”

Her words sliced through the air, sharp and toxic, but beneath that fierce exterior, a flicker of fear danced within her. Jenny was acutely aware that if Everett caught sight of the ruby necklace glimmering around Freya’s neck, her meticulously crafted plans would crumble like fragile glass. She could not, under any circumstances, allow that to happen.

Freya’s lips curled into a slight, almost amused smile at Jenny’s outburst, her gaze steady and unwavering. It was a surprise to her that Jenny was aware of the past incident; however, she recognized the underlying tension in Jenny’s words—manipulation, a desperate need to maintain the facade in front of the Alpha.

But Freya had no intention of placing Parker in a situation where he would be forced to choose between his loyalty to his family and the bond they shared. “Parker,” she said gently, her voice softening as she turned her gaze toward him, “I’ll head in first.”

Parker nodded, the wolf within him coiling tightly but remaining in check. “Alright. I’ll find you inside shortly,” he replied, his voice steady.

Freya’s amber eyes flicked to Lana, who walked beside her, the Beta’s presence providing a steady anchor amidst the storm of emotions swirling around them. “Mm,” Freya murmured in agreement, and together, they strode toward the imposing entrance of the Grand Meridian Plaza’s ballroom. As the heavy doors swung open, they were greeted by the rich aroma of polished oak mingling with the faint scent of wolf musk that wafted from the gathering elite.