Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153

I slowly extended my paw, a sly smile playing on my lips, my gaze locked on Emily’s.

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Her smile faltered instantly; panic flickered in her eyes, a subtle shift in her scent fear masking her previous arrogance.

Reflexively, she clutched the necklace, her claws tightening around it. Under the moonlight filtering through the Pack Council’s windows, the diamond necklace flashed, highlighting the ugly shade creeping over her face. My wolf felt a surge of satisfaction.

This was the moment I had been waiting for, the moment I’d reclaim my position.

“What’s the matter?

Can’t let go?” My voice was glacial; each word was a pointed barb piercing her carefully constructed façade.“So your offer was insincere. Don’t utter such hypocritical words; they reek of deceit.” My wolf’s growl vibrated in my chest.

Emily’s face drained of color, her lips trembled; she hadn’t anticipated such a direct confrontation.

Her scent was now a chaotic mix of fear and humiliation.

Linda, sensing Emily’s distress, stepped forward, her body shielding her friend. She pointed at me, her voice sharp and shrill.“Isabella, you truly desire it?! This is Emily’s necklace; why do you, an outsider, covet it?!” Her scent was sharp with venom.

I glanced at Linda, then back at Emily, my gaze mocking; I smirked. “My birthright is of the Miller Clan; hers is Blackmoon.

Am I the outsider?”

My wolf reveled in the sting of my words.

This struck Emily like a physical blow.

Her face went pale, her body swaying slightly–she was visibly shaken. Her scent shifted to a fragile vulnerability, a stark contrast to her

earlier confidence.

Linda, seeing this, protectively shielded Emily, glaring at me. Her scent, previously sharp, now reeked of defensiveness.

“Isabella!” Linda shrieked, malice lacing her words.“In your brothers‘ eyes, you are the outsider! A she–wolf without resources; do you

believe yourself so significant? Without the Miller Clan, you’re nothing but a lowly worker here!”

Her scent became a weapon, sharp and designed to wound.

My wolf felt the familiar burn of anger, but held back the impulse to retaliate physically.

Emily’s eyes flashed with a momentary spark of smugness, but quickly softened into feigned concern. Her voice was gentle, a deceptive calm. Isabella, why do you engage in such menial tasks? Your brothers would be heartbroken if they knew.”

Her scent shifted again, a subtle attempt to manipulate, to appeal to my sense of family.

She sighed, stepping forward, reaching for me. “Return to the Miller Clan; apologize to our brothers; they will forgive you.”

Her touch was light, almost caressing, but my wolf sensed manipulation in the gesture.

I flung off her paw, looking coldly at them both. The moonlight illuminated my sharp gaze. “Are you here to purchase anything? If not, depart; you obstruct business.”

My wolf warned me against showing mercy.

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Their behavior deserved swift punishment.

My tone was dismissive, sharp.“If you fail to leave, I shall summon a pack enforcer to remove you.”

The scent of my power, my authority, filled the air, a clear warning.

“We are purchasing!” Linda’s face flushed crimson; her claws tapped impatiently against the floor.“The newest collection!”

Her scent, now a blend of fury and humiliation, was a testament to her defeat.

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The young she–wolf selling the items looked at me, then at Emily and Linda, her hesitation palpable. She knew my identity; I was the Smith Clan heiress; she couldn’t offend me, nor could she defy me. But would she face repercussions for antagonizing customers?

The scent of her fear was evident.

I sensed her hesitation and waved it off with a casual smile, my voice light yet firm.“Do not worry, bring forth all that you have.

I will accept responsibility for any mishaps.” My wolf purred with satisfaction, its own confidence amplified by the shift in the power dynamic.