CHAPTER 290: A POWER HUNGRY SHE WOLF

(Author’s POV)

"Mr. Dion Everests, I heard your corporation has signed up with the mysterious and most talked about artist ’dev- ine’. How did you do that?" the one who asked, her eyes were making hearts as she was in a full throttle fan mode. "I am his biggest follower and supporter. I even got one of his paintings from an auction."

Dion smiled at the lady and was about to comment, but before he could say anything, someone barged into their conversation, "Ohh, really? I find it quite funny, Ms. Carlson. I have heard that only three of the artist’s pieces have been released in the market, and only one has been auctioned off to date. And the buyer~ .... From what I remember, it wasn’t you but Mr. Sebastian Garcia who accumulated it. Did he perhaps give it to you as a gift? I didn’t know you two were on such close terms with one another," she subtly took a jab at the first lady, as her face turned red with embarrassment as well as anger. Some were looking at her with judgmental eyes, while others gazed at her with pity. But she was more ashamed because the accusation was made in front of Elio and Dion. She wanted to clear her name.

"Ms. Winston, sorry to disappoint your gossipy self, but to make things clear, Mr. and Mrs. Garcia are friends with my parents. So, when Mrs. Garcia got to know about my love for dev-ine, she gifted me the piece as a birthday present," Ms. Carlson clapped back at the other female, her attitude sharp and dignified.

Dion was enjoying the drama, while Elio had no interest whatsoever in this scene from a daily soap opera. He excused himself, leaving Dion alone.

The one called Ms. Winston was irritated but kept her composure. She feigned innocuousness as she stated, her facial expression filled with naivety, "I am really sorry, Ms. Lily, if my words somehow offended you. It wasn’t my least bit of intention. I got just a little curious because I am a fan of dev- ine’s artworks as well. I am truly sorry."

Everyone waited for Lily’s reply. If she still pursued the matter, she would be viewed as ruthless and unforgiving. Or if she didn’t, it would hurt her pride. But in the end, she had no choice but to go with the latter option. She faked a jolly smile and commented, "Ms. Sally. I accept your heartfelt apology. But please mind your words next time. It might not have offended me, but you may irk someone with your careless choice of vocabulary and have to bear the brunt of it." It was a clear warning, though Lily kept her smile intact.

She then turned to Dion with her earlier question, "So, Mr. Dion. Tell me more about dev-ine and how you were able to crack the deal?"

"Luck, I suppose," Dion sipped on his Armand de Brignac Midas Champagne.

"Ahhh~ .... That’s not quite fair, Mr. Dion. But ok~ .... Tell us whether the artist is a male or a female."

"Isn’t that question a little odd? Does it matter whatever their gender might be?" Dion inquired.

They were talking back and forth when Lily got a call and had to attend to it. This left Dion alone with Ms. Winston. She came close to him and whispered near his ear, "Young Alpha Dion. I was really surprised to see you and your brothers at this event. The last time I saw you was at your pack house, at the birthday banquet of Princess Nora and Young Alpha Elio. You always look and dress impeccably." She traced Dion’s collar line, and then her hand wandered to his chest.

"Ms. Sally Winston, you look good as well." he stopped her advances and backed away a little to keep a safe distance between them. He then changed the topic, while adjusting his collar, "How is Alpha Almond and Blue Mountain pack’s work going? I heard there has been some internal dispute. Is it true?"

"Ahh~ ... my father and the pack both are doing fine. There is no dispute whatsoever. Your sources are wrong," she tried to speak casually, but there was a hint of annoyance as well.

"Ohh~ my bad. I apologize, Ms. Sally," Dion spoke, with no trace of any apologetic tone.

Sally saw it but didn’t mind. Her target wasn’t even this Everests Lycan. So, she asked about the person she had been pinning for, "By the way, why isn’t Young Alpha Alaric with you all?" Her face held a rosy blush.

’Ahhaaa~ ... still after the Lycan heir. Good one, Sally Winston,’ Drey muttered inside Dion’s head.

All the brothers were aware of Sally’s obsession with the one who held the Lycan heir’s crown. When Brave was the heir apparent, her eyes were set on him, despite him having a fated mate. But when Alaric took over Brave’s duties and title, she switched her target as well. She and her father were greedy for absolute power. They wanted her to marry the one who would take over Noah’s Lycan King title.

Dion shook his head. Sally became disappointed and dejected at his reply. But something clicked in her mind. If Alaric weren’t here, she could have a little bit of fun with his brother. After all, he was a renowned womanizer, so he would not mind letting her into his bed. A coquettish and alluring smile appeared on her lips as she looked at Dion with dotting eyes.

"That’s a pity," she then looked around as if to check something and then whispered softly, "This place is too crowded. Why don’t we go somewhere else to get some fresh air? I know you really need it as well." Her hints were obvious. She was asking for some fun sexual activities, a casual yet passionate sexual intercourse. She has heard a lot from the ones who had shared a bed with Dion about how good and commanding he was. She wanted to experience the thrill.

But to her utter dismay, Dion declined her, "I will have to apologize to you once again. But I feel alive when the place is packed with people. You know I am a socialite. But I won’t stop you from going alone. My suggestion is, Ms. Sally should take a walk in the hotel’s private garden. You will like it. Now then~ .... I need to excuse myself. I need to get a refill and socialize," he showed her his empty champagne glass and then walked off, his steps elegant and decisive.

Sally frowned, looking at his receding figure, ’Trying to be cocky with me, Dion Everests. You won’t be able to, when I marry Alaric and become your sister in law and the Luna of your pack.’

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Fabian and Myra went back to the venue room. Yelena and Wendy were already waiting for them near the gate, as Fabian had already texted Yelena. She looked at Myra, whose face, despite the touch up seemed a little off. She questioned, "What happened? Did this proud peacock say something to you?" He glanced Fabian’s way with narrowed eyes.

Fabian raised his hands in defence, "Hey~ ... don’t accuse me without a reason."

"Without a reason, you say? You almost went ballistic when you found out that we three were here, at the seminar," Yelena remarked. "You even bruised me with your hands," she rolled her eyes as she pointed to her shoulders.

Fabian was ashamed. At that time, he had really lost all reasoning and somehow ended up hurting Yelena. With a look filled with guilt, he said, "I am sorry, Yelena, for not being careful. It must be hurting."

"It hurts. It aches so badly that I can’t even stand properly. So, to repent your grave mistake, you will have to grant me a wish," Yelena was once again at it.

"Ohk~ ... ohk, Ms. Yates. I will grant you a wish. Tell me what it is?" Fabian asked with a smile.

Yelena was a little surprised at his instant acceptance. But he truly felt bad for what he did.

"Ummm~ ...... let me think about it," putting her index finger and thumb on her chin, she said. "Actually, I can’t think of anything else. Let’s not rush, ohkiez."

"Whatever, Ms. Yates commands," Fabian replied.

"Fabby, you are really making me sick with that tone," Yelena made a weird face.

Myra giggled at their conversation as she asked, "What did you guys do while I was gone?"

"Ohhh~ ... we had a lot of fun. The food here is awesome. Prof. Stephens, your taste is just~" Wendy made a sign of chef’s kiss. "And there were a few guests, sis Yelena was familiar with, so she introduced me, and they were super nice."

"I am glad you guys are enjoying it. It means a lot," Fabian answered.

Yelena then elbowed Fabian to the side playfully and linked her arm with Myra’s, "Myra needs to enjoy her time as well." She then started walking, looking like a proud peahen herself.

As if recollecting something, she looked back at Fabian and then shifted her eyes towards Myra. She leaned towards her and murmured, "Do you remember, I told you about those handsome guys that I saw inside the campus a couple of days back?"

Myra nodded absent mindedly. Her focus was more on canning the room than on Yelena’s words. But Yelena continued, "Those two are here as well. And you won’t believe who they are."

"Who?" Myra inquired.

"The guest invitees, Dion and Elio Everests," Yelena revealed.