SOPHIA’S POV
I was eating breakfast at Sky Manor when the doorbell rang.
Marco went to answer it, and I heard him talking to a delivery person. A moment later, he walked back into the dining room with a black box.
"It’s for you," he said, setting it on the table in front of me.
I opened the box carefully. Inside was the most beautiful bracelet I’d ever seen. It was pale green jade with lovely patterns.
There was a card beside it. I picked it up.
For a woman who deserves beautiful things. - Z
"That’s Hetian jade," my father said from across the table. "That piece is worth... Sophia, that has to be at least thirty million dollars."
The room went silent.
"Thirty million?" I repeated weakly.
Marco’s face had turned dark. "That’s the bracelet from the auction. I read about it in the business section."
I remembered it. It must be one of the bracelets Zade picked for me.
My wolf stirred inside me. This was too much.
"Sophia." Marco sat down beside me. "I know Zade helped you when you needed it and I’m grateful for that. But men like him don’t give gifts worth thirty million dollars without expecting something in return."
"He’s not like that," I said, even though I wasn’t entirely sure I believed it.
"Maybe he is, maybe he isn’t but you can’t afford to find out." Marco took my hand. "These powerful, wealthy Alphas - they’re used to getting what they want. They throw around money like it’s nothing, and before you know it, you’re in debt to them”
"Your brother is right," my mother added. "Zade Morrison is a powerful man. If you accept gifts like this from him, people will talk. They’ll say you’re his mistress, or that you traded one rich mate for another."
"I don’t care what people say," I said, but even as the words left my mouth, I knew they weren’t entirely true. My reputation was already damaged enough.
"You should care," Patricia said gently. She was feeding Klara but paused to look at me. "You’re trying to start over. That starts with making avoiding complicated situations."
I looked down at the bracelet. Part of me wanted to keep it - not because of its value, but because someone had thought I deserved something beautiful.
When was the last time Damien had given me something nice?
But Marco was right. This was too much. It was too complicated.
"I’ll return it today," I said.
My brother nodded. "Good”
After breakfast, I went up to my room and gathered all of Zade’s gifts - the emerald bracelet from the auction, the designer dress he’d had sent to my apartment and other things.
All of it went into a bag.
I drove to Zade’s penthouse building. Before I knocked on the door, I pulled out my phone and started recording a video. I needed evidence in case of anything in future.
"I’m returning all gifts received from Zade Morrison," I said clearly, showing the camera the bag of items. "Today’s date is November fifteenth. I’m doing this of my own free will. These items are being returned because I cannot accept such expensive gifts."
I stopped recording and knocked.
Zade opened the door almost immediately. He was wearing casual clothes - just jeans and a black t-shirt - but somehow still managed to look like he’d stepped out of a magazine.
"Sophia," he said with a smile. "What a pleasant surprise. Come in."
"I can’t." I held out the bag. "I’m here to return these."
His smile faded. "Return what?"
"Everything you’ve given me including the jade bracelet that arrived this morning. I appreciate them but I can’t accept these."

Zade set the bag down inside his apartment, then stepped closer to me. My wolf tensed up. She didn’t know whether to submit to the alpha presence or stand our ground.
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