Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 495

The entire healing ward room instantly fell silent.

The silence was so profound, I could hear the faint, electrical hum of the medical equipment and the steady, rhythmic thumping of three separate wolf hearts.

Ethan and Chloe both stared, their eyes huge, their scents radiating a jagged mix of confusion and shock.

Chloe’s gaze darted from him to me, then back again, her confusion warring with a dawning horror. Her wolf seemed to shrink back, sensing the shift in the pack hierarchy.

The unspoken word ‘siblings‘ hung in the air, an audible gasp of disbelief in the sudden silence of the den.

Chloe’s eyes snapped between us, the realization, raw and undeniable, dawning on her face. Her pheromones shifted from protective to utterly bewildered.

And then, I really looked at them. The resemblance was striking–the same high cheekbones of the Grant bloodline, the same spark in the eyes that even a Blood–Core injury couldn’t dim.

Ethan’s gaze was fixed on the blood–essence report, his hand trembling slightly as he held the parchment.

Then he abruptly lifted his head, his eyes, so intensely like mine, burning into me with a golden hue. The shock pooling there was so profound, I could almost feel it radiating from him through our newfound blood–link.

Ethan,” I whispered, the name feeling foreign and familiar all at once, like a long–lost howl returning home.

[heard my own voice, a mere whisper, trembling with a force I couldn’t suppress. My wolf was pacing at the forefront of my mind, whining low in her throat, recognizing the scent of her own kin.

In an instant, his eyes, so like mine yet filled with years of unspoken history, welled up, a bright, raw red.

He reached out, his hand hovering, trembling, as if he wanted to touch me but couldn’t quite bridge the distance between two wolves separated for so

ong.

it was me who reached out then, my fingers wrapping around his, firm and steady despite the chaos in my chest.

The whole room seemed to fade away, yet I could feel the weight of everyone’s eyes on us, witnessing this impossible reunion within the clan.

I knew Ethan had looked into my background, had seen the pieces of my life via the Howlnet. And while the blood stirring between us now drew him close, making him want to believe me…

he still couldn’t quite reconcile it. How could he, Ethan, be a Miller? How could he belong to a pack that had treated me so poorly?

I bit down on my lip, the words tearing from me, edged with a bitterness I hadn’t known I possessed, as I told him how our father, Gavin, had switchesl him at birth, had tossed him away like he was a runt of no consequence.

Ethan listened, his face hardening with a silent Alpha fury that mirrored my own. I could see it in his eyes, the deep–seated shame he felt for having Gavin as a biological sire. His wolf let out a low, dangerous snarl under his breath.

I looked up suddenly. “Brother, let’s take Mom’s last name from now on. Let’s be Grant Let’s belong to the Grant Clan

He raised his hand and gently pinched my cheek, a gesture of affection that made my wolf wag her tail

I knew he’d had contact with the Grant Clan when he was sent abroad to the Northern Territories.

The Grant Clan owned a sprawling empire of land and resources, and it just didn’t feel right for them to casually take on the Grant name without formal Blood Rite.

“I don’t want to change, Miles refused.

Miles didn’t seem to care either. As long as our brother was back with us in the pack, the surname didn’t matter to him, especially

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My brother was still so fragile, fresh from his serious injuries. After talking for just a short while, I could already see the exhauation pulling at his wishf spirit.

I held off on telling Carson about his injuries until I was absolutely sure Brother was stable and his blood–core was mending

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Carson rushed to the healing ward as soon as he heard the pulse on the Howlnet, coming to check on him.

Thanks to Chloe’s meticulous care–her Beta instincts for nurturing being quite strong–my brother’s injuries started to mend, getting noticeably better with each passing lunar cycle.

With that unspoken truth finally out there, the dynamic between them shifted. The ambiguous push–and–pull faded, replaced by an open, tender sweetness that filled the room with the scent of blooming jasmine.

watched Chloe peel an apple, and sometimes she’d glance up at Miles, lost in his work on his obsidian tablet. Each time, an unconscious, tender smile would soften her lips.

My entire focus, though, was consumed by that transport accident.

had to find out who wanted me dead and, in the process, had almost extinguished my brother’s spark.

Grayson helped me investigate using his Alpha network, and in less than two days, a digital file landed on my

obsidian stone.

The moment I saw Jaxon’s name, a cold shadow fell over my eyes. My wolf bared her teeth, a low growl vibrating in my diaphragm.

stared at Jaxon’s smug, arrogant face on the document, my eyes turning to ice.

arranged to meet Jaxon at a private clan club.

ixon was sprawled on the sofa, legs crossed, his eyes raking over me with an air of casual disdain, his pheromones heavy with unearned superiority.

I smirk played on his lips as he asked, feigning ignorance, “Something I can do for you, Ms. Isabella?”

stared at the infuriatingly smug expression on his face, my gaze turning glacial.

You arranged the transport that hit me that day, didn’t you?”

My words formed a question, but my tone left no room for doubt. My wolf was ready to shift, her claws itching to mark his face.

xon suddenly laughed, a triumphant gleam in his eyes.

lis amusement was clear, a flicker of irritation beneath it. I knew he resented me–this she–wolf–for daring to warn him about his conduct. and he resented Miles even more for daring to desire Chloe, who he viewed as his property.

oth of them, I noticed, seemed to rub his ego the wrong way.

later pieced together the horrifying reality: he hadn’t managed to take my life directly, but the devastating blow he’d dealt Miles was in his twisted aind, a perfectly acceptable consolation.

and worse still, he’d obviously relished in my utter devastation that day. He must have found my heartbroken cries–the ‘arrogant she–wolf‘ he robably dismissed me as–deeply entertaining, a pure, sick pleasure.

le propped his leg up, watching me with an arrogant smirk. “You’d better have proof for claims like that by the Ancient Wolf Laws Miss Isabella I don’t need proof from the Council

leaned forward slightly, my eyes calm and cold as they locked on him.

I know it was you, and that’s all that matters”

My voice remained level, devoid of emotion, but I watched the casual amusement drain from Jason’s face, his smile fixeeing for a ta

could practically see the thought forming in his mind. How dare this she–wolf speak to an Alpha like that!

Hmph. So what if you know?*

axon set his teacup down, his voice turning cold.

You think you’re so special just because you got into Grayson’s bed? Hah! This isn’t his territory, this is mine! Even trayson has to ruck his call between his legs here. What do you amount to?

I stared him down, my eyes glacial

I scoffed.

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His composure cracked. I could insult him all I wanted, but bringing up his lack of territorial standing? That was sacred to him.

“What are you laughing at?” Jaxon’s face turned icy as he pointed at me. I’m telling you to apologize right now, or you’d better watch your back when you leave the neutral zone!*

He’d failed to run me over with a transport before, but he was making it crystal clear he wouldn’t hesitate to try again.

You won’t get that chance.”

The words were barely out of my mouth when Jaxon’s obsidian stone started ringing on the table.

ts piercing tone ripped through the sudden quiet of the private room.

axon shot an impatient glance at the screen. It was his father, the Elder of the Reed Clan.

He frowned and picked up.

Hello, Father.”

‘rom the other end of the line, his father’s furious roar erupted immediately, loud enough for

You goddamn scoundrel! Who the hell did you piss off out there?!”

my

wolf ears to catch

every

word.

All our hunting territories in the South Clan–lands have been shut down! The Council Inquisitors are here, demanding to audit ten years of our ribute accounts! You’ve ruined the Reed family!”

saw a dazed look spread across Jaxon’s face, as if his brain had just short–circuited, leaving him utterly stunned.

lis shocked gaze snapped to me, sitting calmly across the table, and I could practically feel the cold dread creeping up from his toes to the top of his ead.

t’s you! You did this!”

lis eyes wide with disbelief, the question How? seemed to echo from him through a frantic mind–link.

could almost hear his frantic thoughts: Grayson’s territory is Washington, but this is here. It shouldn’t be this easy for him to bring down the Reed amily!

slowly lifted my teacup, blowing gently on the steaming surface.

told you,” I said, my gaze steady and unwavering. “If I believe you’re behind this, I will ruin you.”

ixon trembled, shaking with a fury that had nowhere to go. He was utterly helpless against the weight of the shadow–pack I had moved against him.

verything he’d ever prided himself on now felt like a pathetic joke, played out right before my eyes.

You’re nothing but a pathetic leech, living off Alphas!” he snarled, his words spilling out in a desperate, unfiltered rush.

inally, I lifted my gaze to meet his, a cool, knowing smile touching my lips.

Too bad. You don’t even qualify as a plaything

took a black business card–erched with the seal of the Silvermoon–from my bag and tossed it onto the table.

If you want the Reed family to survive, go curry favor with this person. Who knows? Maybe if she’s in a good mood, shell throw your chana

With that, I stood up and walked away.

watched Jaxon stare at the card, his face clouded with doubt

But given the circumstances, I knew he had no other choice but to submit.

He picked up the card.

Only two words were on it.

Julia.

Lately, Andrew had been on top of the world.

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Even though Grayson had only orchestrated this match to get back at me, the outcome was certainly working in Andrew’s favor. He was about to form a blood bond with Julia, the eldest daughter of the Smith Pack.

It was a textbook example of marrying up the hierarchy, a straight shot to the top.

He’d dressed up specially in his finest furs and, carrying gifts of rare herbs, headed to Julia’s villa.

Andrew, ever the pragmatist, probably believed it was crucial to “cultivate” their future blood–bond affection. That’s just how his mind worked.

He pressed the doorbell at the villa, again and again, but no one answered.

could just picture Andrew, smug as ever, pulling out the spare obsidian key his assistant had given him and letting himself right in.

The second he stepped through the door, I imagine his smug look vanished.

Right there on the entryway floor, a she–wolf’s high heels and a he–wolf’s leather boots lay tangled together, carelessly tossed aside.

A strange, almost sickening scent hung heavy in the air–the pungent, musky odor of two wolves in heat.

His heart must have given a sudden, alarming lurch.

He frowned, pushing his way inside, his inner wolf beginning to growl in suspicion.

And then he saw it: clothes, strewn everywhere, a sordid trail from the living room sofa all the way to the bedroom door. A clear path of… utter chaos.

A she–wolf’s silk skirt, a he–wolf’s crisp dress shirt… all tangled up, discarded in a rush.

The bedroom door wasn’t quite shut, a thin gap revealing nothing but letting everything out. From inside, I heard it through the mind–link of the mouse: the tell–tale gasps, broken by a she–wolf’s low, throaty laugh, a sound that sliced right through Andrew’s pride.

could practically see the color drain from Andrew’s face, leaving it a sickly, mottled green.

could almost feel the blood rush to his head, a searing wave of fury, stiffening his limbs. He moved like a robot, stumbling to the bedroom door before shoving it wide open.

And there they were, on the unmade bed, two figures tangled intimately together in a display that violated every law of the blood bond.