Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 364

Chapter364.

Dustin’s body swayed. It was over, all over!

His wolf submitted, the fight drained from it. For the first time, he realized that I wasn’t an ordinary she–wolf; he, no, they, had underestimated me!

But his desperate attempts to contact his allies were useless.

Soon, uniformed Pack guards stormed into the plaza. The lead guard’s sharp gaze scanned the area before settling on Dustin’s pale face. His wolf whimpered, sensing the inevitable.

“We received a report of someone suspected of leaking Pack trade secrets.”

Faye stepped forward, pointing at Dustin:

“Officer, it’s him.”

Dustin’s legs gave way; he almost collapsed. Two guards grabbed him,

“Take him away!”

one on each side. His wolf let out a final, defeated howl.

The cold clang of the restraint collar sealed his fate. Others went upstairs to search his den.

That cancerous tumor who’d infested Fire for years was uprooted without a scratch on me. My wolf exulted in the victory.

Those who had rushed to quit during the chaos now felt a chill from their toes to their skulls. My methods were far more decisive and ruthless than they’d imagined.

Although the turmoil at Fire Pharmaceuticals wasn’t over, they no longer wanted to resign! They didn’t care if their soul–stones were being projected; they pulled out their soul–stones, trying to retract their resignation pledges.

But upon checking, all their submitted resignations had been reviewed and approved! Since they had resigned voluntarily, Fire Pharmaceuticals wasn’t obligated to provide compensation!

Their wolves whimpered, their future uncertain.

Those individuals were despondent. My cold gaze swept across the employees; my decisive actions effectively addressed Fire Pharmaceuticals‘ instability. The effect was significant. My wolf felt the shift in the Pack’s energy.

I smiled faintly. The internal issues were resolved; now it was time for the external problems. As I stepped forward, the locked electric doors slid open automatically.

The moment I moved, the swarm hit–reporters, self–proclaimed “victims” howling with banners, and a gaggle of drama–hungry influencers live–streaming every second.

The air thrummed with the intensity of their presence.

Meanwhile, in the study of the Miller family den, Andrew leaned back in his chair, the screen displaying a live stream of the

Fire Pharmaceuticals building.

His wolf watched, a gleam of pride in his eyes.