Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 463

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A sleek black Nightshade carriage silently arrived and stopped at the entrance.

The door opened, and a silver–heeled paw stepped out first.

Then I descended, wearing an icy blue evening gown adorned with countless tiny diamonds, shimmering like shattered starlight with every move.

My hair was simply styled in an updo, revealing a long, elegant neck, exuding an aura of aloofness.

As I appeared, the surrounding camerawolves seemed to have a mind of their own, all focusing on me.

Reporter wolves swarmed, thrusting recording devices toward me.

“Miss Miller, are you here alone? Where’s Mr. Smith?”

“Miss Miller, are you representing the Smith Clan?”

I answered only two questions briefly.

A host approached respectfully, guiding me toward the signing table.

Just then, another flashy red carriage pulled up at the other end of the ceremonial path.

Julia stepped out in a fiery red gown with a plunging neckline.

She held Andrew’s arm, towering in sky–high heels, walking over with deliberate steps, announcing her presence.

She paused beside me, scrutinized me from head to toe, and smirked with a not–so–friendly look.

‘Wow, sister, you look

gorgeous today,

Isn’t Grayson here?”

Her wolf snarled, a possessive urge to assert her dominance over Andrew.

Julia wanted me to see that the Andrew who once looked down on me now obeyed her

every

command.

I didn’t even bother to lift my eyelids.

My affection and approval for Andrew had long since vanished.

Besides, he wasn’t my blood–kin; I couldn’t care less.

My eyes caught sight of someone nearby, and a subtle smile curved my lips.

“Haven’t

you realized yet? I don’t care about the Silvermoon Pack or anyone in it.

Even if you kneel and call Gavin ‘Father‘, it wouldn’t matter to me.”

Julia’s face darkened.

*He’s mine, her wolf growled.

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“She can’t have him.*

She wasn’t going to just “become” someone’s daughter!

Andrew’s expression was grim.

“You’re becoming increasingly arrogant! You don’t even respect your father!”

I chuckled.

“Instead of yelling at me, maybe you should worry about how to fix your own mess.”

With that, I turned away from them, lifting my skirt and walking straight into the venue.

Today, I had more important things to do than waste time on them.

Andrew, hearing my words, instinctively looked back along my line of sight.

His face changed instantly.

At the bottom of the steps, Emily, in a princess dress, was running towards them, her eyes fixed on Julia’s paw linked with Andrew’s, her jealousy palpable.

“Andrew! Who is she?!” She hurried, her paws unsteady on the unfamiliar ground.

Suddenly, she tripped on her own dress with a ripping sound.

She lost her balance and screamed as she tumbled forward.

Andrew moved to help, but Julia held his arm tightly.

‘You’re my mate now, and I’m not Isabella,” Julia whispered in his ear, her voice low but clear.

‘I’m very jealous, and I don’t tolerate others coveting what’s mine.”

‘Not even your little sister.”

In that split second of hesitation, Emily fell hard onto the cold, hard steps, looking utterly humiliated.

Her expensive dress tore, revealing a large patch of leg.

The surrounding reporter wolves reacted swiftly, flashing their camerawolves wildly.

Click, click–blinding flashes filled the scene.

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