---- abysses! One wrong move means death!" The guests began looking around with new appreciation-and shock-at the floral arrangements. "Yet you've filled the entire hall with them!" Lydia's voice cracked with emotion. 'Do you know how much this cost? How many lives were risked for these flowers alone?" Her gaze swept over the glowing pillars and floating crystal decorations that cast rainbow lights across the ceiling. "And these 'Eternal Crystals'!" Her voice grew shriller. Each one needs a hundred years of careful nurturing to form! They're passed down through generations like sacred relics!" She whirled to face Damon directly. "You used Ironwood Pack's entire inventory, didn't you? Those are werewolf heirlooms that have been in your family for centuries! You actually pried them all out of the family vault to decorate for her?!" ---- The gasps from the crowd were audible now. Even among the wealthy pack leaders present, this level of extravagance was shocking. Lydia's voice reached a hysterical pitch as she continued her accusations. "This celebration alone has exhausted generations of family wealth! You've gambled away decades of future resources! The Ironwood Pack treasury must be completely depleted!" She paused, breathing heavily, then delivered her final blow. "Not to mention the 'gifts' you prepared for her. I've heard the rumors. Any single one of those presents could bankrupt a small to medium pack! Tell me, Damon-how much more will you spend for Sage Rivers? Will you destroy your entire legacy for one woman?"