Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 402

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My pack faced challenges–few wolves and treacherous terrain–but we worked with the pups with efficient enthusiasm.

Grace, without realizing it, began humming a tune.

It sounded like wildflowers battered by wind and rain, yet resilient, knocked down but rising.

The melody drifted through the quiet valley.

Lucy, nearby adjusting our scent–marking stones, froze.

Her wolf pricked its ears.

She quickly pointed her recording crystal towards Grace, secretly capturing her hum along with the pups cleaning dyed pelts.

Grace, oblivious, sang happily.

The pups joined in, their mountain songs blending with her melody–a clash of modern and ancient, uniquely beautiful.

I stopped my work and watched.

Grace’s clear voice perfectly fit the atmosphere.

My wolf smiled; Grace, so talented, had been overshadowed, harmed by Noah.

I wondered if Noah could succeed without her this time.

After Grace finished, laughing with the pups, she finally noticed the recording crystal.

Before she could express embarrassment, Lucy exclaimed, “Grace, what was that melody? It was beautiful!”

I added, “Grace, that melody was evocative.

The musical elements are unique; try incorporating them into your own songs.” A spark ignited in Grace’s eyes, replacing the hopelessness.

My words opened a new path for her, reigniting a long–dormant hope within her wolf.

Grace rushed to hug us, “Thank you, thank both!”

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Meanwhile, Emily, having just crossed the mountain pass, regretted her journey.

The previous pack territory had been poor; this one was worse! Her expensive, custom–made boots sank into the muddy path.

Her wolf snarled; this was an insult.

“What is this… this den of filth?” she snarled, her voice laced with disdain.

She stamped her foot, sinking her boot further.

The smell of earth, trees, and livestock made her gag.

“There isn’t even a decent trail!”

Her attendant quickly raised a large sunshade, while another offered her chilled spring water.

The pack leader and several wolves approached, their smiles polite but nervous.

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They’d expected everyone to be like my group.

Emily’s wolf bared its teeth, assessing the situation.

Emily shot them a look of disdain.

Turning to her attendant, she whispered, “Later, give them our packs.

As for the equipment–carry it yourselves.

It’s expensive; damage is fine, but loss is a problem.” Her wolf’s low growl was a clear warning.