Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 448

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Chapter448.

Gavin stared at the numbers on the datapad.

The Miller Pack’s shares were down to 48%.

The remaining shares were scattered, and even if he attempted a buyout, the Miller Pack was teetering on the brink of collapse.

His wolf whimpered, a low, defeated sound.

It was over.

The Miller Pack’s legacy was about to be destroyed under his leadership.

It was all Andrew’s fault! If he hadn’t made that reckless announcement about Emily being his illegitimate pup,

would the share prices have plummeted like this? He wouldn’t have given me this opening.

His wolf snarled, blaming, accusing.

Andrew and Emily entered.

The moment Gavin saw Andrew, he grabbed the nearest stone bowl and hurled it.

“You damn fool!”

Andrew swiftly shielded Emily.

“Dad, don’t blame Andrew; he was only protecting me.”

Seeing her, Gavin’s anger lessened, but his voice remained frigid.

“Look what you’ve done!”

Andrew stood firm, showing no remorse.

‘Dad, blaming’s pointless.

The damage is done.”

‘Don’t you regret it?”

Gavin’s fury shook him, his hand rising to strike.

Emily broke free, stepping before Andrew, her face upturned, eyes red–rimmed, staring at her enraged father,

Her wolf cowered, frightened but defiant.

“Dad, don’t blame Andrew.” Her voice cracked, pitifully vulnerable.

“It’s my fault.

If not for protecting me, Andrew wouldn’t have…

wouldn’t have made things this bad.”

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She choked, tears welling, stubbornly shielding Andrew.

Her wolf bared its teeth, a silent threat to anyone who would harm her protector.

Gavin saw Emily’s face.

She resembled Susan, especially those tear–filled eyes – just like Susan’s in his memory.

His wolf whimpered, recognizing the familiar pain in those eyes.

The anger

drained

away,

his raised hand falling limply.

Andrew pulled Emily close, holding her tightly.

He murmured comfortingly.

“Emily, it’s not your fault.

If anyone’s to blame, it’s Isabella! Those defaming images–she must have released them! You’re the victim.”

Watching their brother–sister bond, Gavin felt a suffocating constriction in his chest.

“Dad, anger won’t help.

We need to reclaim the shares,” Andrew said calmly, his gaze cold and calculating.

His wolf was a predator, sizing up its prey.

‘Reclaim them? How?” Gavin snapped.

Andrew’s gaze was unwavering, his voice confident.

“Dad, don’t worry.

I have a plan.”

Gavin looked up, a flicker of hope in his clouded eyes, swiftly replaced by doubt.

“You? What plan? Are you going to beg Isabella, that ungrateful bitch?!”

Andrew’s face darkened.

“Dad, I won’t beg her.

Isabella’s probably gloating, she wouldn’t even acknowledge us.”

“Besides…” He paused, malice glinting in his eyes.

His wolf growled, a promise of vengeance.

“I, Andrew, will never bow to that she–wolf’s pup!”

Gavin looked at Andrew, seeing the growing resemblance to Emily, a strange feeling rising in his heart.

He opened his mouth to speak, then sighed heavily.

His wolf whimpered, unsure, lost.

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