Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 273

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Then my wall reminded me they were my brothers, how could they have been an hun, an infigni

My own actions, however, flashed before my eyes.

I had hurt the sister of the he–wolf who had saved my life.

I’d constantly compared myself to Emily. My own inner turmoil was a vicious cycle.

“Emily, you don’t have to leave! If Isabella doesn’t want to return, then let her stay away! If she dont he can for you another thing coming! The Miller den is your home, and no one can kick you out!”

Mason declared firmly, his voice ringing with conviction.

Emily nestled closer. “But…”

“Since she left the Silvermoon Pack, she should never return! If she forces you to leave, I’ll stand by you! If Isabella danser aggressively, I won’t let her get away with it!” Mason hugged her tightly, his voice unwavering

She hid a smile in his embrace, but feigned unease.

“Mason, don’t do anything rash, I’m so scared… I’m afraid you’ll end up like Alexander, exiled because of me. I’m also afraid your I’m like Calch, injured to protect me… I don’t want anything to happen to you, I’d rather leave the Silvermoon Pack and be reated e stray than see you get hurt…”

My wolf howled in protest at Mason’s words. This selflessness made my heart ache, and stirred my conscience.

I hated the way my actions affected the pack.

He bent down and kissed her forehead gently.

“Emily, don’t worry, I won’t be as foolish as Alexander, or as hesitant as Caleb, hurting myself. I know what I’m doing.

He lifted her face, wiping away her tears.

“Trust me, I’ll handle this. I’ve got an invitation to a Pack Gathering on Sunday. All you need to do is look beautifull and attend. Leque everything else to me, okay?”

Emily nodded obediently.

After further comforting her, Mason finally left the healers‘ den, his departure reluctantly agreed upon by Emily.

The Miller family’s transport awaited.

As he stepped out, the driver respectfully opened the door, asking for his destination.

The gentle demeanor he’d shown in the healers‘ den vanished, replaced by a cold, dangerous aura.

My wolf snarled; if I were there, he would have torn me apart!

“Go to the Smith residence!”

The driver hesitated. “But…”

Mason remembered the Smith residence was near the Miller den.

It would seem suspicious.

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* Chupar 273

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The drives, wisely diving me to penke him, immediately started the vehicle,

When they reached the tiller der’s lenders, Mason stepped out. He had intended to confront me at the Sith fasadly den.

But what he saw stopped him dead in his tracks.

The Smith den was a charred ruin, a testament to the destruction www.

fio signs of rebuilding were visilde, only Mackened debris and shattered stone remained. It was as if Grayson had deliberately lefra symbol of defiance and mockery,

Mason’s brow furrowed, bis expression unchanged,

He didn’t feel remorse, instead, he saw my cunning I had known Alexander’s vengeful n using the situation to force his exile,

My wolf felt a surge of icy pride.

I had indeed been ruthless, even towards my own brother,

The scent of burning wood filled the air, a stark reminder of the devastation I had caused.