Chasing His Scentless Mate (Caroline) novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368: Chapter 368 Lucky Strike in Sin City

Ava’s POV

I blinked twice, still unable to believe where I was. The plush leather chairs and crystal chandeliers of this VIP room in Vegas’s most exclusive casino sparkled around me.

"Another drink, Miss Flynn?" A server appeared with champagne on a tray.

"She’ll have water for now," Kenneth said before I could answer. "We want to keep her sharp for the tables." He smiled at me. "Unless you’d prefer something else?"

"Water is perfect," I said. I was still trying to understand how I’d gone from shopping to sitting in a Vegas casino in four hours.

The private jet had been incredible. Leather seats, a full bar, staff treating Kenneth like royalty. When he said he wanted to take me somewhere to clear my head, I thought he meant a local restaurant. Not a flight to Vegas.

"You still look shocked," Kenneth said with amusement. "The games are much less scary than they look."

"It’s not the games. It’s all of this." I gestured around us. "I’ve never seen anything like it."

Kenneth leaned closer. "That’s exactly why I brought you here. Sometimes we need to step outside our normal lives to see things clearly."

A staff member approached with chips on a velvet tray. Stacks of different colors, arranged in neat piles.

"Your chips, Alpha Kenneth," the man said.

"Thank you, Martin." Kenneth placed the tray between us and explained the chip values. The amounts were huge. Black chips were $100 each, purple ones $500.

"These are for you." He pushed a pile toward me.

I froze. "Kenneth, I can’t take these. That’s thousands of dollars!"

"Ten thousand, to be exact," he said casually. "Consider it an investment in your happiness."

"But what if I lose it all?"

Kenneth laughed. "Then you lose it all! That’s the experience." He relaxed in his chair. "I have plenty of money, Ava. And you might have beginner’s luck tonight."

A woman approached our table. "Alpha Kenneth, always a pleasure. Your usual baccarat?"

"Not tonight, Vivian. Ms. Flynn is new here. Let’s start with roulette."

"Excellent. I’ll arrange a private table."

Everyone treated Kenneth with such respect. Like he owned the place.

"Do you come here often?" I asked.

"A few times a year. It clears my mind when I have heavy decisions." His eyes met mine. "Like you’re dealing with now."

I nodded. He seemed to understand so easily.

"Well then," he said, standing and offering his hand. "Shall we see if Lady Luck favors you tonight?"

Turns out, Lady Luck didn’t just favor me—she practically adopted me.

"Red 23!" the croupier announced. I gasped as the little white ball settled into place.

"That’s three wins in a row!" I couldn’t hide my excitement as more chips were pushed toward me.

Kenneth looked impressed. "I knew you had something special, Ava, but this is remarkable."

My chips had grown from $10,000 to over $30,000 in less than an hour. We moved from roulette to blackjack, and I kept winning.

"Maybe I should have been a professional gambler," I joked, feeling lighter.

"Perhaps you have hidden talents," Kenneth replied, watching me with interest.

As I placed another bet, I wondered if my witch heritage had anything to do with my luck. Grandma Hilary never mentioned gambling as a witch talent, but who knows? If I’d known about this luck, I could have paid off my student loans ages ago.

"You’re a natural," Kenneth said as I won another hand. "Your intuition is extraordinary."

I smiled, enjoying the rush. For hours, I barely thought about Joseph or our problems. Here I was just Ava, a woman on a lucky streak.

"I think I need a break," I finally said after winning my twentieth hand.

"Of course. Let’s cash in your chips and get dinner. The restaurant here is exceptional."

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