Chapter 173 Fireworks

    bLeslie’s /bPOV

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    Finished

    I was just about to slip away from the suffocating spotlight when Astrid grabbed my arm and whispered with a mysterious look, “Leslie, I just saw Eric setting something up in secret. bIt /blooked like some kind of ceremony… and there were a ton of roses.”

    I frowned. “Roses? Eric never told me anything.”

    Asphodel scoffed in my mind. “iThat /iiguy’s /iiup to /iisomething /iiagain/i? iLeslie/ii, /iiwarn /ihimi–/iiif /iihe /ibidares /i/bbito /i/bbilose /i/biit /iiat /iiyour birthday /iiparty/i, iI’ll /iiblow /iia /iifuse/ii./i”

    Astrid shrugged. “He didn’t tell Am either. She’s the one who asked me to give you a heads- up. Probably wants to surprise you.”

    I let out a coldugh. “A surprise? If he tries anything, my dad and my brother won’t let him walk away from it.”

    Before I could finish, a shout came from outside. “Fireworks!”

    I turned toward the window. The night sky was aze with colorful bursts. Brilliant and dazzling. First in the shape of roses, then slowly shifting into the face of a woman–wavy hair, sharp brows, lips curled in a smile…

    “It’s the Rogue Pack princess!” the guests eximed in awe.

    My heart dropped.

    Asphodel growled inside me. “iThat’s /iinot /iifrom /iiKirby/ii! /iiHe /iisaid /iithree /iigifts/ii—/iihe’s /iialready /iidone/i. biWho /i/bipulled /iithis /iioff/i?i” /i

    The fireworks lit up the whole city. In just a few minutes, the cost probably rivaled that of the Tear of the Moon Soul.

    I looked toward Eric. He was standing in the distance, winking at me, surrounded by heaps of rose petals.

    “Leslie, that idiot’s about to confessb!/bb” /bAstrid hissed under her breath.

    bI /bsneered, and my Alpha pressure spilled out without warning. “Eric, if you dare pull some stunt at my birthday party, I’ll beat the crap out of you.”

    bKirby’s /bbPOV /b

    As the fireworks exploded overhead, I stood in the corner of the banquet hall, eyes fixed on

    b15:54 /bbWed/bb, /bbSep /b17

    Chapter 173 Fireworks

    Leslie.

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    She was as breathtaking as ever, but her coldness cut like a de–sharp and deep.

    Lance growled in my head. “iKirby/ii, /iishe /iiepted /iiyour /iigifts/ii… /iibut /iiher /iiheart /iidoesn’t /iibelong /iito /iiyou /iianymore/i.”

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    Finished

    My fists clenched. The scent of cedar leaked from me, and a few guests turned to nce in my direction.

    Then the fireworks shifted–Leslie’s face took shape in the sky. The crowd gasped, and my chest tightened.

    This wasn’t from me.

    I’d already given her three gifts—everything I had.

    So who the hell did this?

    I looked around the crowd. Eric was grinning from the middle of a rose petal pile, winking at Leslie, eyes full of yful teasing.

    Lance roared inside me. “iThat /iiFrostfang /ipup idares /iimake /iia /iimove /iion /iiyour /iifated /iimate/i? iKirby/ii, /iirip /iihim /iito /iishreds/ii!/ib” /b

    I swallowed my fury and stepped toward Leslie.

    Her Alpha aura red–cold and sharp like moonlit frost–her eyes locked on Eric in silent warning.

    I froze. Bitterness and

    rage churned in my chest.

    “Leslie,” I said quietly, “the fireworks… they weren’t from me.”

    “I know.”

    She tossed the words over her shoulder and walked away.

    I started to follow, but just as I turned, something soft bumped into me, and a ssh of crimson wine soaked my jacket.

    Then came a syrupy voice: “Alpha, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going!”

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