Chapter 113

• The Duskgrave estate stood silent under the early morning sun, but inside, a quiet warmth had taken root ever since Riley arrived. The girl who had once been starved for affection now basked in the steady, nurturing love from Matriarch Duskgrave, Mrs. Beck, and Mia. Their devotion was a balm to Riley’s fractured spirit.
• Matriarch Duskgrave’s greatest joy these days was indulging in endless shopping sprees—not for herself, but for Riley. Clothes, shoes, jewelry, and handbags filled the vast closets, each piece carefully selected to adorn the young woman as if she were a queen of the Stormridge Pack.
• “My granddaughter-in-law is young and beautiful. It would be a shame not to dress her in finery worthy of her,” the matriarch often declared with a proud sparkle in her eyes.