SOPHIA’S POV
I stood at the checkout counter staring at the pile of clothes I’d carefully selected for Ashley.
I kept doing mental math to make sure I had enough to cover everything plus groceries for the week.
"Ma’am?" The saleswoman was waiting patiently. "Are you ready?"
"Actually-" I started to say I needed to put some things back, when a familiar voice cut through my thoughts.
"Sophia? What’s going on?"
I turned to find Samantha walking back into the store. She must have been looking for me.
"Nothing," I said quickly, forcing a smile. "Just finishing up some shopping."
But Samantha’s eyes had already caught the way I was tensed.
"What happened?" she asked, moving closer. "You look upset."
The saleswoman cleared her throat "The first card was declined”
Samantha’s eyes went wide. "The card Damien gave you?"
I nodded. I felt the humiliation burning through me again.
"That bastard," Samantha said, loud enough that several other shoppers turned to look. "He puts spending limits on your card while he’s out there buying flowers and booking spa appointments for his mistress? While his own daughter needs clothes?"
"Sam, please-" I tried to quiet her, but she was on a roll.
"No! This is ridiculous, Sophia! He’s your husband! You have every right to that money, more right than that homewrecker”
My wolf was whimpering. She felt embarrassed and hurt. Other customers were staring now. I just wanted to pay and leave.
"It’s fine," I said quietly
"It shouldn’t have to be fine! He-”
"Is there a problem here?" a voice asked.
The deep, familiar voice made my heart sink. I turned and there was Zade. He looked like he’d come out of thin air. He was dressed casually in dark jeans and a leather jacket, but he still carried that aura of wealth and power.
I was surprised to see him.
"Zade," I said weakly. "What are you doing here?"
His eyes took in the scene - me with my debit card, Samantha looking furious, the pile of children’s clothes on the counter.
"Shopping, apparently. Same as you." He walked closer. His wolf’s presence made the air feel charged. "Though it looks like you’re having some difficulties."
"I’m fine," I said quickly.
Samantha snorted. "Her husband put a spending limit on her credit card. She can’t even buy clothes for her daughter without-"
"Sam!" I shot her a warning look.
But the damage was done. Zade’s eyes had gone cold.
"He did what?" His voice was quiet, which somehow made it more intimidating.
"I’m handling it." I said.
Zade pulled out his wallet and brought out a sleek black card. He held it out to the saleswoman.
"Pack everything she selected," he said. "And add another thousand in gift cards to the total."
My eyes went wide with shock.
"No!" I stepped between him and the counter. "Absolutely not. I don’t need your help."
"Consider it a gift for Ashley," Zade said, looking at me
"I said no." I turned to the saleswoman. "Please don’t take his card."
The poor woman looked between us, clearly uncomfortable with being in the middle of this.
"Sophia, don’t be stubborn," Zade said. "Let me help."
"I don’t want your help!" My voice came out louder than I intended. Several shoppers had stopped to watch us now. "I can take care of my own daughter."

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