Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 122

My wolf shivered, a premonition of trouble prickling my fur. Alexander feared Jared’s impulsiveness and he needed that International Design Competition qualification from me!

For Emily!

They’d first tried the Smith Pack’s territory, but received only snarls and slammed doors.

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Then, they scouted the Miller Pack borderlands, only to discover I’d already left, my scent faint on the wind, carried away by the Night

Howler’s call.

They tracked me to North University Pack territory – I really knew how to stir up a ruckus!

North University was vast; finding me felt impossible.

Then, Alexander remembered, “Today’s the day for the International Design Competition qualification pick–up!” The Design Institute

that was my likely destination.

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As we crossed North University’s sprawling grounds, Jared stopped dead in his tracks.

His wolf was alert.

“Wait,” he growled, gripping Alexander’s arm.

His gaze lifted, his eyes glowing–that drone, the one that had mesmerized him, hovered in the air.

Its black chassis shimmered under the sun, slowly descending in a graceful spiral.

“Wait here.” He moved swiftly towards the landing drone.

He watched a young pup carefully securing the device.

He knew.

This was him.

Before Jared could speak, Leo recognized him.

“You’re Jared, Captain of the King Pack!” His voice shook with excitement, his eyes shining with fanatical devotion.

Jared couldn’t help but smile; a devoted follower like this made recruitment almost effortless.

His wolf felt a surge of pride.

“Yes, I am,” Jared replied, his tone softening, his grin genuine. He had to be nice – this pup could be a valuable addition.

“Captain Miller!” Leo seized Jared’s paw, his eyes blazing with adoration.

“I’m your biggest fan!

It’s incredible to meet you! May I get your autograph on my

He held up the black drone, anticipation radiating from him.

“Of course.” Jared felt a surge of confidence.

His wolf was already envisioning Leo in their pack.

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He took out his quill and smoothly inscribed his name on the drone’s chassis.

Looking directly into Leo’s eyes, his tone held a hint of arrogance, of expectation:

“I want you to join the King Pack. Are you

in?”

Leo’s eyes widened in disbelief, his face a mask of astonished joy.

His wolf likely howled silently with exhilaration.