Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220

The Smith pack’s household staff poured out of the adjacent quarters, their faces ashen with fear.

“Quickly! Extinguish the flames! Miss Miller is still inside!” The butler’s voice was raw with panic, desperation driving him toward the

inferno.

Firefighters restrained him, preventing him from certain death.

“Are you mad? The fire’s too intense! It’s suicide to go in!”

Seeing only the staff emerge, Alexander concluded I was dead. His wolf exulted in its perceived victory.

“Isabella, this is your just deserts! You owe Emily! You should have died in that fire long ago. If not for you, Emily’s brother wouldn’t have died, causing her so much grief!”

He reveled in his cruel fantasy.

Then, a hand rested on his shoulder.

Alexander spun around, his eyes widening in disbelief as he saw me standing there, calmly observing him with a cold smile.

His wolf whimpered, a primal fear seizing it.

“You… how are you here?” he stammered, his voice trembling.

He’d believed me to be ash.

“Seeing your surprise, I almost suspect you started this fire,” I said, my voice as cold as the winter wind, my wolf slinking low, savoring

his terror.

His face drained of color.

He denied everything, his fear betrayed by every frantic gesture.

“You, you’re lying! I didn’t do anything! Don’t try to frame me again!”

I had no concrete proof, but my past experience and instincts told me Alexander would act tonight, so I’d sought refuge with Grayson

in a nearby territory, instructing the Smith pack servants to stay away from the longhouse.

Alexander’s reaction confirmed my suspicions.

This wasn’t just an attack on me; it endangered a dozen lives in the Smith pack.

My wolf roared silently, fury surging through me.

Emily emerged from the Miller pack territory, her face twisted with disbelief and fury.

Her wolf snarled at the unexpected turn of events.

“Alexander, I… I lost… Isabella… ah!” she cried, her composure shattering as she witnessed my survival.

“Disappointed I didn’t burn to death?” I sneered, my words like icy daggers piercing their hearts.

My wolf bared its fangs, showing the full extent of its fury.

Alexander panicked, spouting incoherent denials.“I didn’t set the fire! You’re lying! I… I just set off some fireworks. The wind must have carried them! It wasn’t me!”

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Terror choked his voice. How did I know?

Emily, equally panicked, attempted to cover for him.

“Isabella, what are you talking about? Setting off fireworks during the New Moon celebration is normal.

Maybe… maybe the wind was strong.”

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