Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163

The crowd outside the Silvermoon Pack’s trading grounds slowly dispersed. 1 followed Grayson to his swift–law, a dark, dostan

vehicle.

The pack medic’s swift–claw sped away. Grayson’s long fingers rested on the steering wheel, his black for making him sen even store imposing under the dim moonlight. His amber eyes were narrowed, a hint of amusement in their depa

He turned to me, his lips pressed into a thin line.

My wolf felt a prickle of unease, a subtle shift in the air, a change in his scent.

I tilted my head, my gaze seemingly fixed on the reflecting surface of the swift–daw’s polished interior. My wolf was dem, saving de

tension between us.

Danger flashed in Grayson’s eyes; his knuckles tightened on the wheel. He eased his foot off the accelerator; if I asked to return, be would have turned back, his wolf loyal.

Suddenly, I turned back to him; he looked straight ahead, but the anger simmering in his eyes was unmistakable His wolf was tense, a possessive growl resonating beneath the surface.

“Grayson, any news from the Moonpetal clinic? I asked, ignoring Caleb completely. My wolf was focused on the task at hand.

He raised an eyebrow, gesturing towards the back seat.

“All the clinic staff’s records are there.”

I opened the files, examining them carefully. The Alpha healers, nurses‘, and cleaners‘ records, even the patients, were complete. I quickly scanned their details and checked their social connections. My wolf smelled the scent of deception and fear on several records. As I studied the records, my eyes narrowed, focusing on the healers and nurses‘ notes.

“There’s a burn victim? Multiple burns; he’s been receiving treatment here for half a year. And John met with him! My wolf snarled, sensing the danger.

I looked

up.“This burn victim…” My wolf demanded answers.

Grayson gripped the wheel, glancing at the file. He’d clearly seen it before and knew what I was about to ask. “He comes every two days for treatment; no contact information. Small, unregulated clinic. My scouts arrived after he left.”

Waiting two more days? My heart clenched. Burns! And connected to John! My wolf paced restlessly within me, demanding action.

I clutched the files; my knuckles were white.

Remembering Emily’s nervousness, this man must be blackmailing her.

My wolf sensed the deceit and the fear.

Why was she afraid of him? Why was she paying him?

My wolf’s sharp senses picked up the trail of fear.

A terrifying thought struck me; my pupils constricted; my voice was tight.“What if he’s not dead? My wolf echoed my fear.

There was a burned body at the scene of the fire, making the Miller family believe Marcus was dead. But if he were alive, and Emily knew it, still clinging to the Miller family, still hurting me like that… My wolf felt betrayed.

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My chest tightened, my breath caught. The air in the swift–claw felt suffocating. Grayson turned to the passenger seat; my face was pale, my eyes filled with pain. My wolf’s pain mirrored my own.

His eyes darkened; his voice was hard. “I’ll get to the bottom of this.”

His wolf promised vengeance.

Those few words eased my tense nerves. I lowered my head, my voice muffled.“Thank you, Grayson.” My wolf felt a spark of warmth, an acknowledgment of his protective instincts.

Grayson’s fingers gripped the wheel so hard his knuckles showed. A chill flashed in his eyes–anyone who hurts me wouldn’t escape unscathed! His wolf promised retribution.

In the healing den, soft moonlight bathed Caleb’s pale face. Emily sat beside him, gently wiping his brow with a damp cloth. Her actions were gentle and caring; she spoke to him softly.

Her wolf was filled with fear and regret.

Emily looked pale, her lips colorless, weak and exhausted, her wolf sensing impending danger.

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