I immediately dropped my smile. “Are you threatening me?” “I wouldn’t dare. I’m just hoping Ms. Beck can think this through. After all, you know the strength of the Imperial Pack. It wouldn’t take much effort for us to make trouble for Eclipse Pack. You wouldn’t want a war between two packs, would you?” My hand under the table clenched into a tight fist. I took a deep breath and said, “Fine. I’ll go with you.” I was confident I could get out unscathed. But if Eclipse Pack or Aiden got dragged into this, it would be beyond my control. The Imperial Pack’s power wasn’t something to take lightly. I couldn’t risk Eclipse Pack over this. As for my mother… I’d wait until after I came back from Capital City to investigate. “Ms. Beck truly is a smart woman.” The steward finally smiled. “Then let’s head out today. It’ll take about half a day.” I shook my head. “I need to return to Eclipse Pack first. Can you give me two hours?” He nodded without hesitation. “Of course.” I returned to the Eclipse Pack villa. Aiden was waiting for me in the living room. When he saw me, he walked over immediately. “What happened? Did they give you a hard time?” Seeing the concern on his face, I smiled and shook my head. “Of course not. I’m Raelynn, remember? Nobody bullies me—I’m the one who does the bullying. But… I do have to go to the Imperial Pack now.” “Do you have to?” Aiden’s expression was full of worry. “No choice. They’re too aggressive. To avoid unnecessary trouble, I’d better go. Don’t worry. I’m Mr. Greg’s granddaughter. No matter what, he wouldn’t hurt me.” I cupped his face and spoke seriously. His eyes were full of affection. “If you don’t want to go, then don’t. I’ll protect you.” “It’s fine. I’ll be back soon. In the meantime, just focus on running the company. Wait for me.” Aiden sighed and nodded. “In that case, be careful. If anything happens, tell me right away. I’ll come immediately.” I nodded again, said goodbye to Alpha Robin, and got into the Goldberg family’s car. …I grew up in a small town, then went abroad for school. Never in my life did I think that the first time I’d step into Capital City would be like this. Capital City was the capital of the werewolf continent. Compared to Dongbacheng, the economic hub, it was less glitzy and more steeped in a stately kind of wealth and history. The Imperial Pack’s estate sat in the heart of the city, yet the area around it was surprisingly quiet. Looking at the magnificent mansion, I couldn’t help clicking my tongue. This wasn’t just a house—it was a manor in the middle of a city. Wesley, standing beside me, glanced at my expression and sneered. “Never seen anything like it?” I raised an eyebrow. “What, you think I can’t afford it?” He snorted. “So what if you’ve got money? You still don’t know anything. A country bumpkin with money is still a nouveau riche.” I tried to hold back, but I couldn’t. Glancing at the small garden nearby, I waited until he wasn’t paying attention—then kicked him straight into the flowerbed. It wasn’t a hard kick. He wouldn’t be hurt. But for the Imperial Pack’s Wesley to get booted into a flowerbed? That would be worth laughing about for years. He toppled into a bed of blooming flowers, landing on his butt in the dirt—completely ridiculous. Pulling a flower off his head, he stood up and glared at me, who was now laughing without a care. His voice dripped with venom. “Raelynn!” He growled through gritted teeth and was just about to jump down and start a fight when, out of nowhere, a small stone hit his leg. His knee buckled, and he fell again. Thud. Another patch of flowers down. “Wesley!” A loud voice rang out from nearby. The moment he heard it, Wesley’s face changed. I was a little confused. The person approaching was a young werewolf about the same age as Wesley.He was tall and slender, with porcelain-like skin. His eyes were clear and innocent. His hair was a soft chestnut brown, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his lips that made people feel drawn to him. As soon as I saw his face, my brain automatically pulled up his identity. If I wasn’t mistaken, this was Wesley’s close friend—also a well-known name among the Capital City werewolves—Trent. The Fenton family’s Tempest Pack was one of the ancient lineages, though unlike other clans that focused on business, they were deeply rooted in politics. That made them extremely influential in Capital City. But this heir to the Tempest Pack didn’t look like the typical uptight type. Instead, he had a youthful, lively energy.