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Bailey squeezed her chest together with a coy smile. “What’s the matter, shocked? | went to
Country H for implants, and even had sfat removed. Don’t | look stunning now?”
Her tone was breezy, as if the past enmity between them had never existed. The playful gleam in
her eyes made Aubrey’s gaze sharpen, but Bailey only giggled.
“Don’t look atlike that. If it weren’t for you, 1 wouldn’t be living this good life. Now | have
money to burn, people fawning over me-it’s a lot better than being Ms. Mary.”
Aubrey didn’t miss the malice hidden behind her smile. She cut straight to the point. “Why did you
insist oncoming here?”
Bailey’s lips curved, her eyes sliding over Aubrey.
“Why, to thank you properly, of course. | know you've been searching for a potion to sever the sibling bond. My
father is Fog Pack’s alpha-he happens to know a witch who has just such a thing. If you want it, cupstairs
withand I'll give it to you.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAubrey frowned slightly, though realization dawned. It wasn’t strange Bailey knew about this. With her father’s
position, ties to southern witches were natural. If Perry had been searching among them, the information could
easily have spread back.
But Bailey's supposed generosity? Impossible. This was a trap. Still, Aubrey felt little fear.
“Then let's see it,” she said coolly.
Bailey gave a secretive smile. “You'll be satisfied.”
She led Aubrey through a winding path until they reached a closed room. The moment the door opened, a sour,
acrid stench spilled out, thick smoke curling inside. Aubrey wrinkled her nose-the smell was familiar.
Stepping in, even she was taken aback.
Seventeen or eighteen men and women crowded the room. Most were half-dressed or not dressed at all-some
puffing smoke, others coupling frantically as though it were their own bedroom.
In an instant, Aubrey understood. A drug-fueled orgy.
“Well? Impressive, isn't it?” Bailey purred. “You know, it's even better with a crowd than with just two.” She lit a
cigarette, exhaling smoke toward Aubrey. “Want to try?”
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Aubrey took a sudden step back. Her sharp senses picked up something more in the air- another
drug, masked at first by the smoke.
But as soon as she retreated, two beta males blocked her path. Naked, leering, their exposed
bodies made bile rise in her throat.
“This is a private party. For everyone’s safety, no one leaves until it’s over.”
Aubrey’s eyes narrowed as realization settled in. Bailey had lured powerful, wealthy patrons here to
lose themselves in debauchery. They had bodyguards to ensure their secrets never got out.
Entering was easy-but leaving would not be.
So Bailey had gathered half a dozen influential wolves to shield herself from direct confrontation.
“To go this far just to keephere,” Aubrey said coldly, scanning the room and the hungry gazes
that now fixed on her, “you really are desperate.”
Bailey gave a careless laugh. “Don’t be so harsh. I’m just helping you test Alpha Henry’s
devotion. Tell me, after one or two hours, when he learns you’ve been locked in this room-will he
still see you the sway? Or will he toss you aside like spoiled fruit?”
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