Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169

I gazed upon the array of delectable sweets, my spirits lifting.

The delicate layers of cake, the rich cream, and the tart cherries–a symphony of flavors–melted in my mouth, a pure indulgence.

My wolf, usually wary, relaxed, content with the sweet satisfaction.

Afterward, I felt invigorated. Back in my chambers, I opened my datapad and immersed myself in revising the designs. Time slipped away; I was completely absorbed in my work, forgetting my worries, the gnawing anxiety.

By the third hour past midnight, I had finished the final adjustments.

I sent the designs to the production team, carefully outlining the crucial details.

Feeling a surge of pride, I stretched and looked out at the dawning sky, a sense of accomplishment washing over me. Everything was prepared for the unveiling.

Only then did I allow myself to rest.

In the morning, Grayson prepared to depart for the Pack Council. The household guardian was about to awaken me, but Grayson stopped him.

“Let her sleep,” he murmured softly, a hint of tenderness in his voice. He understood my late night and the need for rest.

His wolf’s scent was softer, more protective than usual.

The guardian nodded and withdrew.

In the Pack Council chamber, the atmosphere was thick with anticipation. Grayson sat at the head of the long table, intently reviewing the marketing director’s report.

On the shimmering crystal screen, the promotional video for the new designs played–a harmonious blend of haunting music and breathtaking visuals, meticulously coordinated.

Suddenly, the entrance burst open.

The marketing director’s assistant, his fur standing on end, rushed in, visibly agitated, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His hurried movements and panting broke the silence; all eyes turned to him.

He stumbled towards the director, whispering urgent words into his ear.

The director’s face paled, his eyes wide with disbelief, his lips trembling. He rose, seizing the control, switching the display. The Smith Group’s video was replaced by a live feed of the Miller pack’s unveiling.

A lavish stage, brilliant luminescence, models confidently displaying the new designs; a chorus of enthusiastic howls filled the air. Everything mirrored Smith’s plan, but the Miller pack had launched first.

The air grew frigid; shock and fury were etched onto every face.

My wolf snarled low, sensing the betrayal.

Grayson’s expression darkened, his powerful hands slammed the table, his eyes blazing with anger.

His wolf’s presence filled the room, a palpable wave of cold fury.

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A cold authority emanated from him, silencing the murmurs

The Miller pack’s unveiling was extravagant and opulent, the models showcasing exquisite new designs. The lighting breding the

ave echoed gasps of music was vibrant; howls of approval and

The media packs captured every moment, broadcasting it across the land.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in the Smith Pack Council chamber was tense

The elders sat around the table, their expressions grim.

Those designs…” a high–ranking elder stammered, breaking the stunned silence. How did they end up at the Miller pack’s snoring

It’s Ruby!” another elder snarled, his teeth bared in fury.

“She stole our seasonal collection!”

His wolf growled its agreement.