Jayden blinked once. Twice. His mind hadn't fully caught up to the sight before him.. the silver-haired woman standing with her sly smile and glimmering amber eyes. It was Miss Kate, but... not the Kate he remembered.
The Kate he knew always carried herself like a secret... modest, casual, more like a mentor than anything grand. But here, with her hair glistening silver beneath the golden chandeliers, her lips painted with confidence, and her dress draped elegantly around her frame, she radiated an aura of command.
Jayden's lips parted slightly. "You look... different," he muttered, almost breathless.
Miss Kate tilted her head, her smile curling a little deeper as her eyes scanned him in return. "Funny... I was about to say the same thing to you," she replied smoothly. "You've grown sharper... less boy, more wolf. It suits you. But first, how have you been, Jayden?" she asked. Her words made his chest tighten slightly, though he masked it with a shrug.
