Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 178

Chapter 178

“Ouch!”

“My eyes!”

Screams and howls filled the air as I sent them sprawling. My movements were swift and decisive; my eyes burned with a fierce determination,

I was no longer the helpless Isabella. My wolf howled in triumph, its power coursing through me.

“She–wolf! I’m gonna kill you today!” The alpha finally recovered; he snatched a heavy bone club, swinging it at me with brutal force.

I dodged; the club crashed to the ground. Seizing the moment, I charged and im hard with the stun baton–a repurposed device that

emitted a bone–jarring shock.

“Ah! The alpha screamed; the club fell; he clutched his chest, collapsing to the ground.

The remaining betas, terrified, fled. They threw open the den entrance, revealing Alexander, who’d been about to enter.

His wolf’s scent, usually strong and confident, was now laced with apprehension. He didn’t understand what was happening.

Seeing the entrance open, he walked in mechanically.

Under the dim light, he saw the sprawled bodies of the betas–once fierce, now like defeated pups, groaning in pain. Some covered their eyes, clearly affected by the pungent herbs; others convulsed from the stun baton; some clutched limbs, grimacing in pain.

The air reeked of fear, blood, and the acrid scent of the herbs.

I stood among them, stark and defiant, holding the bone club.

My wolf stood tall, radiating power and a chilling sense of finality.

I spun around and locked eyes with Alexander.

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His wolf flinched, his scent betraying his surprise and fear. He recoiled, startled by my presence, about to unleash his usual verbal assault. But I was faster. As he approached, I turned sharply and struck him with the buzzing stun baton.

“Ah!” Alexander screamed, falling backward, stunned.

Seeing him incapacitated, I turned away, grabbed a container of highly flammable oil, and walked back toward him without hesitation, dousing him.

The pungent smell of the oil filled the air; his clothes were soaked; the oil ran down his face.

“Isabella, what… what are you doing?” His voice trembled; his wolf whimpered, finally truly afraid!

Seeing his distress, I saw myself in the past–fearful, struggling to escape, begging them not to hurt me! They’d just laughed at my helplessness; the more afraid I was, the happier they were!

I took out a flint and steel, the flame flickering in the dim light, illuminating my cold face, My wolf’s eyes gleamed, reflecting the fire.

“Alexander, you

same to you!”

wanted me to obey, right? You wanted me to withdraw my accusation against Emily? If I disobey, you’d hurt me. I’ll do the

My voice was cold, devoid of emotion, yet my wolf’s fury was palpable.

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