Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 501

Chapter 501

Lola stared at Carson, utter disbelief freezing her features. Her wolf recoiled at the coldness in his scent, shrinking back from the raw authority of an Alpha’s decree.

The eyes that had moments ago been brimming with tears were now wide, round, filled with shock and the raw humiliation of a wolf being cast out of

he den.

Father–wolf,” she choked out, “Are you… are you really kicking me out of the territory?”

There wasn’t a trace of a joke in Carson’s unwavering, dominant gaze.

Didn’t you always claim the grass was greener in the Southern Territories, the air sweeter in those distant packs?” he said, his voice flat, resonating with

wish.” frequency that demanded obedience. “Since your wolf yearns for it so much, I’ll make sure you get your

His tone was devoid of emotion, yet it was more chilling than any harsh reprimand he could have given her. My wolf watched her with a cold, redatory detachment.

ola’s face instantly flushed a mottled, furious red.

could tell she thought life abroad in other packs was superior, but getting reprimanded by the Alpha like that, especially in front of me, clearly nortified her spirit.

he jutted out her chin, her face a mask of defiance. Her wolf bristled, showing teeth she didn’t have the power to back up. And besides, wasn’t it true hat the Southern Packs were better?

Vendy, her expression softening with maternal concern, pulled Lola behind her. Her pheromones flared with indignation, shielding the younger he–wolf from Carson’s pressure.

Carson, why are you getting into it with a pup?”

Carson’s gaze, which had been fixed on Lola, now shifted to land on his mate’s face. The disappointment in his eyes was almost palpable, a heavy weight n the pack–bond threatening to spill over.

Wendy, you really need to rein her in. A wolf shouldn’t forget the territory where they were whelped.”

He spoke slowly, each word deliberate and heavy with the ancient weight of pack law.

You can’t just live with the Southern Packs for a few days and then turn around and badmouth the den that raised you.”

When he finished, he didn’t spare another glance for Wendy or Lola. Instead, he turned, his gaze finding mine, and as he walked toward me, the icy Alpha lines on his face instantly softened.

The lightning–fast change in his expression was jarring, and I could practically feel Wendy’s heart sink through the shared bond, heavy and low. Isabella, come on. Uncle Carson will take you upstairs to see your room. I prepared it specially for you, with the finest furs and carvings.” felt his unspoken message, a desire to reassure me, to show me this was my den, and he was my rock in this shifting world.

But before he could finish, Wendy’s sharp voice cut through the air from right behind us, bitter as wolfsbane.

That room? Lola’s already moved into it.”

Carson’s steps hitched abruptly, and I watched as he stiffly turned back, his hackles beginning to rise

Hidden behind Wendy, Lola subtly peeked out–just half her head–and shot me a glance–brief, but overflowing with triumph

Her

eyes seemed to taunt: See? So what if your uncle dotes on you? My mother–wolf runs this den! The best things are still mine!

I could feel Carson’s Alpha fury ignite completely in that moment

Wendy!”

He practically roared it, the sound vibrating the very stones of the villa

I explicitly told you that room was for Isabella!”

! gently tugged Carson’s arm, my wolf letting out a soothing huff to calm his rising blood.

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“Uncle, don’t let it get to you. Your Blood–Core pressure isn’t worth getting high over something so trivial as a sleeping chamber.‘

Carson’s chest heaved, his gaze locked onto my clear, calm eyes. I could practically feel the tempest raging inside his wolf–a raw, unsettling swirl of anger and guilt.

I simply smiled, a small, unreadable curve of my lips, and then, with deliberate slowness, I turned my gaze from him, letting it settle on the grand, imposing ancestral estate.

I knew this villa complex well.

In my previous life, Andrew’s wedding den had been right here. I’d overseen the renovations myself, so I knew every layout by heart.

This villa–our villa,” I mentally corrected, watching Carson’s fury ripple through the air–was three stories high. Four of its rooms were large enough o be considered master suites for high–ranking Alphas. I’d simply pick one, then.

Carson’s brows furrowed in disapproval. I knew that look. He remembered. He remembered all the times I’d suffered under the Miller Pack’s roof, the constant favoritism shown to Emily, how I was always forced to yield to that illegitimate she–wolf, no matter what.

He wouldn’t want me to have to bend over backward, to constantly put myself last, once I was under the Grant family’s protection.

saw what he was getting at, and I gave him an unconcerned smile.

There are four pretty similar rooms. Honestly, it doesn’t matter to my wolf which one I get,” I told Carson, giving him a reassuring smile to ease his

concern.

It’s never been about material things for me. All that truly matters is the heart of the person I care about and what they feel for my wolf.”

Carson’s expression softened, and I knew he understood I was saying it to spare him pack trouble. The profound emotion in his eyes, a deep sense of ;ratitude, sent a warmth through my spirit.

There’s nothing quite like having a daughter–wolf. They’re just so thoughtful of the bloodline.”

My gaze drifted coolly to Lola.

Which floor is your room on?” I asked.

ola bristled under my gaze, straightening her back like a cornered animal. “What do you want?” she asked defensively.

arched an eyebrow, a faint, almost imperceptible curve playing on my lips.

Oh, nothing.” I replied, my tone light. “Just asking, you know, so my wolf doesn’t accidentally pick the room you’ve already got your eye on. Wouldn’t want you accusing me of taking what’s yours in this territory.”

Oh, the irony of that statement.

It was always Lola who had tried to snatch what was mine, yet here I was, playing the innocent she–wolf, warning her not to take what was hers. My words were an invisible claw–swipe, hard and sharp, right across Lola’s face.

Lola’s face cycled between a furious flush and stark white. She clamped her jaw, forcing two words through gritted teeth.

‘Second floor!

I nodded, no longer giving her my attention. Instead, I turned to Carson, my gaze shining with a confident, almost defiant light

Uncle, you

wouldn’t mind if I took care of the decor for my den–chamber myself, would you?‘

Carson watched me, my composure radiating an air of an Alpha–born who had everything perfectly in hand I saw the last traces of unease meh from his expression, replaced by a deep, undeniable pride.

“Of course not! It’s your room–decorate it however you like! The pack–gold is om met

I didn’t stand on ceremony. “Alright, thank you, Uncle”

The decor wouldn’t cost much in pack resources, but it would alleviate some of the guilt I could sense lingering in his scent.

Then, right there, in front of everyone, I pulled out my mental link–device and signaled a number

The connection established almost instantly

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‘I’ll send you a list of artifacts and furs. Have everything delivered to the territory after the feast.”

I only spoke two sentences before severing the link.

Wendy and Lola exchanged baffled glances, their pheromones clouded with confusion. They were probably wondering if I even understood how den–crafting worked. Sure, ‘soft furnishings‘ meant furniture, pelts, and ritual decor, but you usually had to custom–order that stuff moons in advance!

Delivered before the evening feast?

Impossible!

And a sudden custom order like that–how much extra pack–gold would it even cost? That was Grant family wealth, her potential share!

I tucked my device away, a placid expression on my face, as if completely oblivious to the layers of irony in my own words, or the subtle jab I’d just delivered to their status.

“Uncle,” I said, a sudden, bright smile flashing, “let’s just eat the prey first. My wolf is starving.”

I didn’t know the specifics of the logistics, but Carson certainly did.

Lola’s gaze flickered to Carson, waiting for him to reprimand me for making a fuss over the den.

But Carson remained impassive, acting as if he hadn’t heard a word of the logistics.

My Uncle’s face lit up. “Good, good,” he said. “Martha, we can start the feast now.”

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Lola immediately piped up, her voice sharp. “Father–wolf, I studied den–interior design in the South. Artifacts and pelts for high–end Alpha villas are custom–made; they won’t fit the stone–work otherwise. If we add a last–minute order, who knows how much more that will cost the pack. My sister–wolf doesn’t understand any of this, but you can’t just let her get away with this kind of nonsense, can you?”

Carson’s gaze shifted from Lola’s petty, disapproving face to me, where I sat composed and unbothered. I could practically feel the scales in his mind tipping decisively toward my bloodline.

I know, she’s owed this honor. She can do whatever she wants with the pack–resources.”

‘But…

Lola was about to protest further when Wendy grabbed her arm.

I watched Wendy give Lola a sharp tug, her expression silently scolding her for being so petty over mere den–items. It was clear from the tightening of Wendy’s lips that she felt Lola had been utterly spoiled by my uncle and aunt–wolf.

And I caught the fleeting, almost calculating look she gave me, a silent, bitter admission that if she’d raised Lola in the main den from the start, I wouldn’t even be here.

The four of us sat down for the feast.

The air at the table was thick with an unsettling strangeness, the scents of roast meat and tension clashing.

Wendy and Lola both wore sour expressions, their wolves unable to swallow a single bite of the prey.

I was the one who broke the silence.

‘Uncle, where’s Evan?”

The moment I mentioned his son–pup, a genile smile finally softened Carson’s Alpha features.

‘He’s wrapping up a territorial project abroad, he’ll be back by the next moon phase

Beside me, Lola, who had been completely still, suddenly tensed Her ears practically strained to catch every telepathic ripple of the conversation

She then spoke, her voice oozing a sickening sweetness, feigning a casual air.

“Is Evan coming back soon?” Lola chirped, her voice dripping with artificial pheromones. “We should prepare a room for him ba advance. The one right next to mine would be perfect.”

I saw Carson give her a flat look, but he didn’t say a word.

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My lips curved into a similar half–smile as I watched her.

Seriously, could her predatory intentions be any more transparent?

She wanted to be a Grant, yet her wolf was practically fantasizing about bonding with her brother.‘

Right after we finished eating, the doorbell of the villa chimed–a low, resonant sound through the wards.

An Omega maid went to open the gate.

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A man in a sharp, tailored suit and gold–rimmed glasses walked in, looking every inch the elite of a merchant pack. He gave a slight, respectful bow, his scent neutral and professional.

‘Miss Grant,” he said, his voice echoing in the hall, “we’re here to deliver the ceremonial items for den.”

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