Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 423

Chapter423.

As I spoke, the Howlnet exploded with activity, messages flooding in.

“Isabella is correct!”

“That retribution was swift, like a predator’s strike!”

“I am howling with laughter, that Elder she–wolf must regret her actions!”

“The thief is apprehended, and they will not spend a single moonstone.

They will face the judgement of the Pack Council!”

Everyone was exhilarated, celebrating what felt like a great victory.

No resources were wasted, and the wrongdoer was punished.

I handed the pouch of moonstones to Lucy, who was nearby assisting.

“Use these moonstones to repair the pack trails.”

Lucy’s eyes lit up.

She happily activated her comms–talon and posted on the Howlnet, thanking the pack members for the contribution towards trail repairs.

After recording the transaction, she secured the moonstones in her pouch and joined the dancing.

My wolf felt a warmth spread through me, watching the celebration.

The bonfire blazed brightly, casting a warm glow on everyone’s smiling faces, filled with hope.

I didn’t rejoin the crowd.

I found a secluded spot, a short distance from the fire, and sat down.

The pack’s scryers shifted the Howlnet feed from the smaller camera to a more sophisticated one.

The camera didn’t follow me constantly; instead, it captured the breathtaking mountain village nightscape.

In the distance, the bonfire resembled a glowing ember, radiating warmth into the night.

The mountain breeze carried a coolness and the scent of herbs and pine.

My wolf inhaled deeply, enjoying the familiar aroma.

Grayson sat beside me.

We didn’t speak much, simply sitting side–by–side.

His scent, a blend of pine and earth, was comforting and familiar.

My wolf felt a quiet contentment.

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I leaned slightly against his shoulder, feeling his strong, reassuring presence, like an unwavering rock, providing a

sense of security.

His wolf’s warmth was comforting against my own.

Our gazes were fixed on the scene illuminated by the bonfire and encircled by darkness.

The moon was bright, the stars few, mirroring the firelight below.

A strange, peaceful silence settled between us.

Grayson suddenly whispered, “Journey to the Moonstone Glade?”

I felt a tickle on my ear.

Hearing his question, I knew he’d watched my midday Howlnet broadcast.

I nodded, “Yes, I must escort Ava to the Moonstone Glade.”

“I am also journeying to the Moonstone Glade.

We can travel together.”

I looked at him.

In the night, his features were sharp.

I wasn’t sure if he genuinely had business there or if he wanted to accompany me.

My wolf was curious, but also wary.

Seeing my hesitation, he raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, “Do you not wish to travel with me?”

He reached out, attempting to nudge my cheek.

I shook my head, “I am merely wondering if it is a swift transport.

I will not travel if it is not.”

I lifted my chin, affecting an air of haughtiness.

He chuckled, “It is.”

“Very well then, I suppose I shall reluctantly consent to travel with you,” I laughed first.

I narrowed my eyes, my smile broadening in the firelight, making it appear even sweeter and more genuine.

Grayson’s lips curved upwards as he observed my radiant smile.

In the distance, Emily stood in the shadows, her eyes burning with hatred, slowly clenching her claws.

Her wolf’s rage was palpable.

She turned and struck Noah, then entered her transport and departed.

Noah, clutching his leg, attempted to pursue her, but the transport had already left.