Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 358

Andrew shrugged me off, pulled out his communicator, and sent a mental command. The response was instantaneous. He barked cold orders: “Find out who’s spreading the rumors about Fire Pharmaceuticals‘ problematic drugs on the Howlnet. Track them down, give them resources, get some big influencers involved.”

His eyes turned icy, the cold fury of his wolf radiating outward.

His wolf’s mental image of destruction was chillingly clear.

‘Make this mess blow up. The bigger, the better.”

The intensity of his alpha presence was overwhelming.

I stood beside him, my eyes downcast, hiding the excitement that flickered within my she–wolf’s heart.

My wolf was practically howling with glee. After Andrew finished, I grabbed his sleeve, trying hard to change his mind, a pathetic act even to

my own senses.

“Andrew! My voice trembled, a mere whisper against his alpha dominance.

Andrew waved me off.

‘Don’t worry about this. His wolf dismissed me with a casual flick of his tail.

He then looked at Mason on the hospital bed, scrutinizing him for his stance.

Mason lay pale, barely frowning at the plan but said nothing. His alpha presence, usually so strong, was subdued, weakened.

Seeing Mason’s acquiescence, Andrew’s coldness deepened, his voice more resolute than before.

His wolf’s power was unleashed.

‘I’ll contact Dad. Since Isabella herself said she doesn’t acknowledge the Millers, doesn’t want the surname Miller, her name shouldn’t be on the Miller family register! I’ll have Dad remove her name!”

The sheer alpha dominance in his words was chilling.

Mason’s body visibly stiffened; his throat moved as if to speak, but he stayed silent.

His wolf was subdued, defeated.

Under Andrew’s push, negative news about Fire Pharmaceuticals spread like wildfire across the Howlnet, engulfing the Pack Council’s discussions.

Hashtags like #Fire Hurts Patients, Boycott Fire Pharmaceuticals, and #Fire Pharmaceuticals Side Effects Exposed shot to the top of trending lists within hours, each tagged with glaring red ‘Breaking” alerts.

Countless accounts posted articles, images, and short videos, directly accusing several newly developed Fire Pharmaceuticals drugs of having serious quality problems. The intensity of the accusations was palpable.

Patients reported adverse reactions, some claiming worsened conditions. The details were vivid, backed by “evidence” screenshots. My wolf thrilled at the chaos.

The backlash surged like a tidal wave, dominating everyone’s attention. Comment sections overflowed with angry accusations, fearful speculation, and mindless hate from clueless followers.

The next day, Fire Pharmaceuticals‘ headquarters was besieged by a howling mob. They carried banners reading ‘Fire Pharmaceuticals, Murder for Profit, “Give Us Back Our Health, “Get This Corrupt Company Out” and other inflammatory slogans. The crowd was agitated, their howls and snarls rising in intensity, a cacophony of anger and fear.

My wolf basked in the resulting turmoil.