“If I guess correctly, this necklace is worth two hundred thousand dollars, right?” Alpha Miles snorted, “Surely, I can't afford it. Our pack is not that rich. So how did you?”

“I—”

Alpha Miles clicked his tongue. “You managed to buy this with what you have,” his eyes travel down my body. “Do you like it now that it’s on the ground where you’re fit to be buried too?”

I only pursed my lips. Not sure if I still have the guts to talk or respond.

The next thing I knew, he picked up the emeralds on the ground and rushed towards me. “Eat.”

A Beta tried to come between...