Ethan's POV
Evening came faster than I wanted. I drove back to the Holt estate, engine idling impatiently at the front entrance while I waited for Clara to finally get her ass outside.
That mysterious investor from V&A Group had agreed to meet me next week.
Tonight, I needed to attend this jewelry auction and pick up something impressive—show them I was still a player worth their time, that Silver Creek Pack wasn't struggling despite what the rumors said.
I'd planned to go alone. Keep it professional. But Clara had overheard me mentioning the event and immediately latched onto it like a parasite.
"It's organized by that international auction house," she'd gushed to my mother, Margaret. "All the important Alphas will be there. I should go with Ethan—pick out some investment
