Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 45

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Chapter 45

1 faced their mockery with an air of indifference.

My wolf felt a cold amusement at their shallowness.

Lucy, with her fiery spirit and warm heart, couldn’t stand it and exploded.

Isabella, back then…”

Lucy, I interrupted her.

My wolf sensed the need for strategy, not impulsive action.

“They’re insulting you; we can’t let this go!” Lucy was fuming, her scent sharp with indignation.

“The hunt assessment is in a moon cycle.” Once the assessment came, the truth would be revealed.

My wolf was confident.

Lucy suddenly realized.

“The hunt assessment is in a moon cycle; we need to train rigorously! We’ve already wasted two hours; let’s go!” She pulled me away.

Her scent was urgent, focused on the task at hand.

“With Isabella’s prowess, will intensive training really help?”

A packmate’s voice drifted to us, laced with doubt.

We heard the comment; Lucy hesitated, then decided not to waste time on them.

Her scent, though still agitated, shifted to a more determined focus.

I smiled confidently, it wasn’t worth wasting time on those two.

“The hunt assessment is in a moon cycle; let’s see if Emily can maintain her position.” Without my help, there was no way she could score as well as before! My wolf’s confidence was unshakeable.

The she–wolf overheard me and thought I was plotting against Emily for the finals, immediately using her mind–link to contact her.

“Emily, Isabella just said she’s going to surpass you in the hunt assessment next moon cycle!”

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds.

“She’s very confident, as if she can really surpass you,” the she–wolf sneered.

“I think she’s just jealous of you.”

“Got it,” Emily’s voice carried a hint of unease.

Her scent was clearly disturbed.

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But to the she–wolf, it sounded helpless and weak.

She worried. “Emily, be careful! Make sure your brothers are with you during the assessment; I’m afraid she’ll do something out of jealousy.”

Emily gripped her mind–link device, distracted.

I understand, thank you.”

Her scent was heavy with anxiety.

After disconnecting, she sat on the soft furs at the Miller family’s den, her fingers clutching the bedding tightly.

Her scent was a chaotic mix of fear and self–doubt.

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.

She used to rely on me to take her assessments and get good results.

But seeing my indifference at Jared’s failure, she knew I wouldn’t help her again.

Her scent turned bitter.

“It was all Isabella’s fault! She was so petty! I’d used her many times without resistance; now, because of a false accusation, she’d left the pack and severed ties!”