I Left Before He Learned My Worth novel Chapter 97

**TITLE: I Left Before He Learned My Worth**

**Chapter 97**

**ARIA**

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I nodded, acknowledging his reasoning, even though a lingering sense of unease twisted in my gut. There was something unsettling about how everything had unfolded, a nagging feeling that refused to fade away.

An hour later, the demonstration area was meticulously arranged in the main courtyard of the pack house. A semicircle of tables stood ready, each adorned with a collection of potted containers filled with nothing but plain sand. No soil, no nutrients—just barren sand, the kind that seemed utterly incapable of nurturing any plant life.

The entire pack had gathered, a sea of wolves of all ages pressing against the perimeter, eager for a glimpse of what was about to transpire. The elders occupied the front row, their expressions a mix of skepticism and cautious hope. Even the children were present, cradled in their parents’ arms or perched on shoulders, straining to see over the crowd.

Ivory emerged from the pack house, her leather satchel slung over her shoulder, her face a mask of composure, though I could sense the tension radiating from her. She moved to the center of the demonstration area, carefully placing her supplies on a small table set aside for her use.

Then, with a confident voice, she called out, “Jason, would you assist me, please?”

The request sent a ripple of intrigue through the crowd. Jason stepped forward from his previous position, where Lia had just handed off their child to one of the pack’s caregivers. He moved to stand beside Ivory, his presence clearly infusing her with confidence, as if he were a shield against the scrutiny of the onlookers.

Through our bond, I could feel Kael’s reaction—a subtle spike of something that felt like jealousy or possessiveness, quickly suppressed but undeniably present. He didn’t like seeing Ivory work so closely with Jason; the easy camaraderie between them, the warmth in her voice when she addressed him, gnawed at him.

Yet, Kael maintained a neutral expression, betraying none of the inner turmoil that churned beneath his composed exterior. Only through our bond could I sense the complex emotions roiling within him, a storm hidden behind a calm facade.

“Thank you all for your patience,” Ivory began, her voice ringing clear across the courtyard. “What I’m about to demonstrate is the culmination of months of research focused on accelerated botanical growth. I want to stress that this is still experimental work. The compound you are about to witness has shown promising results in initial testing, but further study is essential before it can be considered ready for widespread application.”

With a flourish, she pulled several small vials from her satchel, each one containing a dark liquid that caught the light with an almost metallic sheen. “This is the growth accelerant. A single drop applied to any plant seed, combined with the treated growing medium, can reduce the growth cycle from weeks or months to mere minutes.”

A murmur rippled through the crowd—disbelief mingled with fascination, a palpable buzz of excitement.

“Jason, please distribute the seed packets,” Ivory instructed, her voice steady.

Jason moved along the row of tables, placing small paper packets beside each container of sand. I could see labels on some of them—carrots, tomatoes, lettuce, beans—but there were others I couldn’t quite decipher from my vantage point.

“We’ll be demonstrating with twenty different crop varieties today,” Ivory continued, her enthusiasm shining through. “This will help illustrate that the compound works across multiple plant types, not just a limited selection.”

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