Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 403

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Emily glanced at the wolves, “This wretched territory is overrun with troublemakers.”

Her voice, though low, carried.

Their sharp hearing, honed by this untamed land, picked up every word.

The wolves‘ welcoming smiles vanished.

Emily, unconcerned, sneered, producing a pouch of silver.

“Carry our packs carefully.”

The wolves refused the silver, their bodies stiffening.

The Alpha offered it to them for the benefit of his family back home.

They silently lifted the packs, but showed no interest in further conversation.

Emily snorted, muttering curses.

The Alpha’s expression hardened.

“The location you requested is just ahead,” he stated, leading them to a pre–arranged spot.

But Emily’s gaze fell on a sparkling stream.

Smooth, blue stones lined its banks, dyed pelts hung from branches, and pups played nearby.

Lush forest surrounded it, like a painted scene.

Emily’s wolf fixated on the scene.

Even more importantly,

*my chosen location.

*Her* chosen location to steal.

“We’ll film here,” she declared, striding towards it.

Her pack followed.

The Alpha tried to stop them, “This spot is already in use…” Emily ignored him, continuing her advance.

Her heels sank into the mud again!

She yanked off her boot, furious, throwing it down.

“Get my hunting boots!” she barked, referring to the sturdier footwear she’d brought.

Her attendant retrieved them, helping her change.

Only then did she reach the stream.

We had already seen them from the ridge.

Now, they were close, and the three of us watched warily.

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Noah, sensing Emily’s displeasure, saw his chance.

He moved to her side, scanning the area, noting our lack of additional wolves- his confidence rising sharply.

His wolf felt the scent of victory.

“This spot is ours; move!” he barked.

Lucy, already annoyed, was about to argue, her claws extended.

“We were here first.

Even if you need it, wait your turn…”

Before she could finish, Noah lunged, shoving Lucy.

Grace, instinctively, shielded the pups behind her.

My wolf’s fur bristled.

Prepared, I grabbed Noah’s arm, pulling Lucy to my side.

My teeth were bared.

The air crackled with the tension between our packs.

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