Chapter 142

• Third Person’s POV
• Dorian never strayed far from Serena’s side that evening. He hovered like a sentinel, the perfect gentleman and protector, carrying himself with the grace of a wolf who knew his place—at the Luna-to-be’s feet. When the time came, he stepped forward with a polished black case in his hands, his expression solemn with pride.
• “Serena,” he said, voice warm with reverence. “This necklace is my first completed design—my proudest creation. I named it Stellar Veil. For years it existed only as a sketch, waiting for the perfect gemstone. But recently, the Silverfang Pack acquired a rare violet diamond. With it, I forged this piece with my own hands. Now it belongs to you.”