Page 1 of The Lycan King's Secret Child

Prologue

A Moonlit Encounter

Silvercrest Grand Hotel's ballroom glowed under the cascade of crystal chandeliers, the soft hum of classical music weaving through conversations of the town's elite. Amelia Hart stepped through the ornate doors, her emerald dress hugging her figure elegantly, her eyes alight with determination.

Amelia: "Alright, Amelia, time to find the man of the hour."

She whispered to herself, clutching her small notebook disguised as a clutch purse. Scanning the room, she noted the clusters of influential guests, but no sign of the reclusive billionaire.

Waiter: "Champagne, miss?"

Amelia: "Yes, please. Thank you."

She accepted a flute, taking a small sip as she continued to observe.

Voice Behind Her: "Enjoying the gala?"

She turned to face a tall man with sharp features and a friendly smile.

Amelia: "It's quite the event. The organizers have outdone themselves."

Man: "They certainly have. I don't believe we've met. I'm Daniel, Daniel Reid."

Amelia: "Amelia Hart."

They shook hands briefly.

Daniel: "So, what brings you here tonight, Amelia? You don't seem like the typical gala attendee."

She raised an eyebrow, amused.

Amelia: "And what does a typical attendee look like?"

Daniel: "Oh, you know, more interested in flaunting wealth than observing others."

Amelia: "Perhaps I'm just good at people-watching."

He chuckled.

Daniel: "Touché. Let me guess—journalist?"

She tilted her head.

Amelia: "Guilty as charged. I'm here covering the event for the Silvercrest Times."

Daniel: "Ah, I hope we won't be reading any scandalous stories tomorrow."

Amelia: "That depends on what I uncover."

They both laughed.

Amelia: "Actually, I'm hoping to get a glimpse of our mysterious host."

Daniel: "Mr. Drakov? Best of luck. He's not one for the spotlight."

Amelia: "So I've heard. Any idea where he might be hiding?"

Daniel glanced around theatrically.

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