Chapter378.
The scent of Emily’s fear lingered in the air even after the patrol vehicle carrying her disappeared, the sound of its howls fading into the distance.
Andrew stood in the center of the great hall, his back to the entrance, his normally controlled demeanor shattered.
His wolf’s fury, raw and uncontrolled, pulsed beneath his surface.
He spun around, his arm a blur of motion.
‘Crash!”
A beautiful blue and white porcelain vase, a cherished heirloom of the Silvermoon Pack, was sent flying across the stone floor, shattering into a thousand pieces.
The sound echoed through the tense silence, mirroring the turmoil within him.
‘Grayson! Isabella!”
My wolf vibrated with a sense of foreboding.
He snatched his communicator, its cool surface a stark contrast to the burning anger in his hands, swiftly punching in a code.
The connection was instantaneous.
His voice was a glacial current, devoid of warmth.
‘Within the next ten sun cycles, I need to know which den the pup, poisoned by Emily, is being cared for in.”
The response was swift and unquestioning.
Then, he contacted the head of the
Silvermoon Pack’s legal council.
‘Employ all our resources, secure Emily’s release as soon as possible!”
gaze His anger, though still simmering, lessened slightly, but the intensity in his
Minutes later, his communicator buzzed, the message a chilling confirmation.
He listened, his expression hardening.
remained undiminished.
‘Located, Alpha Andrew. The pup… is in the same healing den as Alpha Caleb.”
“Understood.” Andrew replied curtly, grabbing his satchel and striding out, the weight of his authority settling upon him as he headed towards the healing den.
He swiftly located the pup’s chamber.
Straightening his fur, he pushed the door open, entering the sacred space.
A young pup lay frail and still upon the bed, an oxygen mask covering his delicate snout. A weary she–wolf sat beside him, attempting to soothe him with a toy.
21:24
a conuine reading
57.2%
View now >
< Chapter378
A he–wolf sat opposite, gently cleaning the pup’s paws.
Hearing the door open, both she–wolf and he–wolf turned, their eyes filled with confusion.
They were in a private chamber; they did not recognize him.
I am Andrew Miller,” he stated, his voice low and controlled, masking the turmoil within.
Alpha Miller?” the pup’s father echoed, his expression hardening as he connected the name to Emily’s actions.
My wolf sensed the simmering hostility.
Andrew ignored their displeasure, pressing onward, “I am Emily’s brother. I offer my sincerest apologies for my ister’s actions.”
His wolf hoped his words would somehow lessen the pain inflicted upon this family.
Olivia Harris is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella)