Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 504

The raw fury radiating from Wendy, a palpable presence that made the air crackle with the static of a Luna’s suppressed dominance, was ready to erupt after she’d taken in the sheer opulence of the third–floor den.

Carson’s blatant favoritism for me, I knew, was tearing her apart. Every soft glance he sent my way, every unspoken gesture through the pack bond, seemed to twist into sharp silver thorns that impaled her, leaving her raw and bleeding internally. Nyx, my wolf, sat tall in my mind, her ears pricked, sensing the toxic scent of Wendy’s jealousy–bitter like hemlock.

I watched her hand clench around Lola’s, her knuckles stark white, her fingertips practically frozen. But it was the look in her eyes that truly unnerved me–a raw, burning resentment, laced with a poisonous, chilling cold that only a she–wolf scorned could possess.

“Lola, don’t be sad.”

I heard Wendy’s voice, a low murmur that somehow still vibrated with a raw, teeth–gritting ferocity that made the shadows in the room dance. “Everything she has, Mommy will give you double! And everything she doesn’t have? Mommy will give you that too!”

My mind immediately jumped to the upcoming Grandeur Auction, known for gathering the most exquisite treasures from the Silvermoon Packlands and across the entire Seven Clans.

I watched as Wendy leaned down to the pup, a sweet smile on her face. “Mommy’s going to take you somewhere nice in a few days,” she cooed, her scent shifting to a forced, cloying honey. “I guarantee you’ll love it.”

Lola nestled obediently in Wendy’s arms, nodding. But even from my vantage point, I caught a flicker of something calculating and greedy in her downcast eyes–a coldness far too mature for a pup her age.

Her face, however, betrayed a chilling disdain that I knew was directed at me. What was I, Isabella, anyway?

Just a motherless rogue–stray, utterly unworthy to compete with a true–born heiress of her lineage.

A cold, synthesized voice cut through the silence of the Fire Pharmaceuticals Alchemical Lab.

The words were a direct hit to my chest, clinical and exact, flashing on the Howl–linked obsidian terminal: “Medical nanorobot, first generation, test complete. Self–check program passed. Bioactivity simulation matching ninety–nine point nine–eight percent.”

The screen declared it: a technology had just been born, one powerful enough to ****ize the entire medical field of the werewolf world.

let out a long, shaky breath and slowly took off my safety goggles. The relentless tension that had gripped me finally began to ease. Nyx let out a small, riumphant yip.

Armed with the knowledge from my previous life, I’d managed to complete it so much sooner this time.

Last time, I’d used it to remove Alexander’s brain tumor before he could succumb to the shadow,

But this time, its most crucial role would be to scan the lupine body for every single potential disease, every hidden ailment of the Blood–Core-

I could never quite put my mind at ease about Grayson’s health.

The lab door slid open silently, and Grayson walked in, radiating that signature blend of lazy charm and effortless Alpha elegance. His pheromones–sandalwood and ozone–immediately filled the room, making my wolf’s tail wag in greeting

Congratulations, Isabella,‘ he murmured, his voice low and laced with a smile that vibrated in my chest

The moment I saw him, my lips curved into an involuntary smile, and I practically ran to him

‘What are you doing here?”

‘Just checking to see when my investment will

puy

off

He said it was business, but he leaned closer, his warm thumb gently tracing the faint bluish tint under my eyes.

The gesture held a tenderness he couldn’t hide, the heat of his skin through his touch sending a ripple of comfort through our budding connection

‘And, by the way, to pick you up.”

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Meeu

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Just one sentence, and my heart swelled to the brim.

I looked up at Grayson’s impossibly handsome face, and a thought suddenly sparked in my mind.

“Grayson, you’re just in time!”

I grabbed his hand and pulled him over to the giant testing machine, my eyes shining with excitement.

The nanobots are a success! And I happen to need a test subject. You’re it!”

Afraid he wouldn’t agree, I softened my voice, letting my inner wolf project a hint of a plea. “You’ll be my very first test subject, won’t you? Please?”

Grayson raised an eyebrow, a knowing look in his amber eyes. He instantly understood what this she–wolf was truly thinking.

I was asking him to be my test subject, but really, I was still worried about his health.

He scanned the intricate array of instruments, then lay down on the platform without a moment’s hesitation, his massive frame barely fitting the alchemical bed.

‘Okay.”

If I wanted it, he would cooperate, no questions asked–the ultimate sign of trust between Alphas.

The transparent chamber door slowly sealed shut.

I stood before the control panel, my fingertips a blur over the virtual keyboard.

‘Initiate the deep gene sequencing program.”

The hovering metal sphere opened, releasing billions of nanobots, too tiny for the eye to see. They shimmered into a stream of silver stardust, injected into Grayson’s bloodstream through a specialized medium.

They would act as his most loyal sentinels, diligently scanning every corner of his powerful body.

The seconds bled into minutes, each one stretching my nerves taut.

My heart climbed higher in my chest, a fine sheen of cold sweat beading on my palms. Nyx was restless, pacing in my mind, sensing my dread.

In my previous life, Grayson had always protected me, but once I was imprisoned by the Ancient Wolf Treaties, there was nothing he could do.

And that was my deepest fear.

He had protected me silently in my previous life, a guardian I never even knew existed. This time, I was going to protect him.

I couldn’t let history repeat itself. That’s why I’d fought with every fiber of my being, pushed myself to the absolute limit. I just had to get ahead, to crush every potential tragedy before it even had a chance to bloom under the full moon.

I had been staring intently at the scrolling code, my silent prayers a constant hum in my mind.

Beep-

My heart hammered. Report generated.”

The holographic screen filled with a dense, intricate web of data.

My breath caught, completely stalled in that moment. Nyx let out a low, mournful whine.

I lunged at the screen, my eyes immediately zeroing in on the gene sequence analysis section

[Gene target SLC52A3 has a mutation risk. Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis (ALS) genetic susceptibility: High Risk) Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis…

The Wither–Blood Blight!

A deafening roar of a dying wolf ripped through my mind

The world spun off its axis, tilting violently.

My vision swam, and my legs buckled, threatening to give out completely. I swayed, barely managing to stay upright.

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Unternehmen im Alb–Donau–Kreis

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How…how could it be this disease?

It’s a death sentence for a shifter! It would strip him of his wolf, leaving him a prisoner in his own flesh.

The icy grip of terror squeezed my heart, stealing the air from my lungs.

Mersa

The examination chamber door slid open, and Grayson sat up. His gaze found me instantly, and his eyes widened, taking in my ashen face and the way my body swayed, threatening to collapse.

His expression tightened, and in a flash of Alpha speed, he was beside me, sweeping me into his arms. His hands gripped my cold, trembling shoulders, anchoring me against his solid chest.

“Isabella, what’s wrong?”

I jolted back to reality, my fingers digging into his arm with such force my knuckles went stark white.

I lifted my head, my vision blurring through a sudden onslaught of tears. My eyes burned, instantly red–rimmed, and the tears streamed down my face, an uncontrolled torrent of grief.

“Grayson…”

My voice hitched, a strangled sob escaping instead of words. I couldn’t form a single sound as Nyx howled in agony within me.

Grayson, who was always so composed, seemed to visibly falter, a rare flicker of helplessness crossing his face. I’d never seen him so utterly at a loss.

All he could do was pull me even tighter against him, holding me in a clumsy, almost desperate embrace, and gently pat my back.

“Don’t cry, Isabella. I’m here.”

My gaze swept over the damning words on the screen, my pupils constricting for a fleeting second before I forced myself to regain a semblance of calm.

He lowered his head, cupping my tear–streaked face in his hands. His voice, low and gentle, held an almost commanding certainty as he spoke.

The nanobots just failed, that’s all.”

His thumb brushed gently over my cheek, wiping away my tears. “And those test results? They’re fake. Don’t believe them. We failed once, but we’ll try again, improve, and get it right. What’s with all the crying, huh?”

He was trying to comfort me, his scent flaring to soothe my ragged wolf.

I sobbed in his arms, my whole body trembling, but in my heart, I knew the truth better than anyone.

This wasn’t a glitch, wasn’t an error. It was success.

The nanobots couldn’t be wrong. I knew it. Their accuracy had been definitively proven in my previous life.

Grayson was sick. His illness was the Sword of Damocles, the Silver Fang, dangling precariously above both our heads, ready to fall at any given second.

Grayson looked at me, seeing the utter devastation etched on my face. The profound heartache in his gaze was almost unbearable to witness.

He knew. I could see it in his eyes that no words, no comfort, could possibly reach me in that moment.

The next second, he scooped me up into his arms and strode out of the lab.

“Why the long face?”

Grayson’s voice was firm, yet I knew he was trying to snap me out of the spiral.

The Auction, didn’t you say you wanted to go? Come on, I’ll take you to splurge

I had been wanting to go for ages. A new batch of ancient medicinal herbs had just come in from the Southern territories, and I wanted to buy some to have on hand for Grayson’s Blood–Core.

Once the nanobots were ready, I’d check his body and then treat him specifically.

But if it really was the Wither–Blood, I had no confidence I could cure him, even with my Alpha–tier knowledge.

But Grayson wouldn’t allow me to wallow. He held me close as he settled into the territory runner, driving us toward the grand halls of the auction

Unternehmen im Alb–Donau–Kreis

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