Chapter 492

Third Person's POV

So it was no surprise that Kordell Ebonclaw's eyes, gleaming with greed, locked onto Myra like a starving wolf eyeing prey.

All the assets he had managed to smuggle out-the gold, the artifacts, the pack holdings-were either under his own name or that of the Ebonclaw estate. But Myra's personal holdings? He hadn't touched a single silver coin of them.

She still held shares in the