Nasya's POV
But things weren't exactly the same this time.
Zayn wasn't alone—Sylvie stood beside him, her silver hair gleaming like polished metal under the chandeliers. The sleek silver gown she wore complemented her ethereal beauty, and her flawless makeup and regal bearing made her look every inch the queen she was. A stark reminder of who the real star of tonight's show was supposed to be.
They couldn't have officially gotten engaged yet—I noted the absence of a ring on Sylvie's finger.
My sudden appearance had disrupted everything. The would-be engaged couple had frozen, their attention now fixed entirely on me.
"Isn't that the missing omega from Dark Wood Pack?"
"Oh my God, she's alive? Where has she been all these years?"
"I heard their alpha got hurt searching for her…"
"Why is she here?"
"You have to admit, she's beautiful. But she doesn't even have a wolf—how did she survive alone out there? Unless she ran with rogues…"
