Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 510

I watched, horrified, as Lola took those meticulously shot “proofs” and unleashed them across the Howlnet, accompanying them with a venomous, incendiary caption meant to trigger a territorial scandal.

SHOCKING! Forbidden Bond Shakes the Grant Pack! The Grant heiress openly mating with her alleged brother–their intimate behavior sparks outrage across the territories. Where is their pack honor?!

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It would become sickeningly clear to me, later, that whoever was behind this had meticulously registered a brand new shadow–account on the Howlnet, solely to unleash this poison. They’d poured gold into buying massive traffic and an army of digital–scouts, clearly aiming for it to explode across the pack–territories in mere moments.

Their malicious intent was unmistakable, chillingly precise: they wanted me to wake up the next moonrise as the most hated she–wolf in the territories, crucified on a pillar of public shame by the Pack Council.

They must have envisioned the Grant Pack, utterly disgraced by the scandal and fearing the Ancient Wolf Pacts, stripped of every shred of dignity, having no choice but to cast me out as a lone wolf!

Their twisted grand scheme, I realized, likely involved the Grant family, desperate to save face, then marrying them–the ‘other‘ Grant daughter, as they surely saw themselves–off to Grayson to bury the scandal beneath a forced, phony blood bond.

I could almost feel the phantom chill of it: the Howlnet device dropped, a triumphant, cold smirk playing on their lips as they walked away, utterly satisfied with their venomous handiwork.

But the way things actually unfolded? That was nothing like what they had envisioned a twist their wolf never saw coming.

And just as that hateful perpetrator intended, that venomous post did indeed skyrocket to the top of the trending howls in an incredibly short amount

of time.

The hashtag, BillionairePackTaboo, instantly blazed crimson on the screens, screaming its viral status across every territory.

Hordes of pack–members flooded the comments section, drawn by the explosive post.

But the vibe there? It defied every single one of Lola’s calculated expectations.

Holy shit! Holy shit! My fated–mate OTP is real!! They finally bonded!!

Ahhh! This is what true Alpha love looks like! The images are so stunning-the way Grayson’s wolf stares at Isabella practically melts my screen. Pack–siblings? What siblings? They’ve clarified a thousand times already on the Howlnet–they don’t share a drop of blood! They’re childhood sweethearts, a pure bond. Isn’t that a million times better than all those stuffy arranged pack alliances?

Exactly! I remember that broadcast where Grayson said meeting Isabella was the greatest fortune of his life. He even said ‘a loving brother is still a protector–I just knew what he meant then, that those two would absolutely go public with their bond someday! And ahhh, today they’ve finally made it official‘ Lock the bond down for good! I’ve swallowed the key to the den!

OMG, I knew it! The way their pheromones must be mixing is anything but innocent! This isn’t pack–sibling love; this is fated–mate love!

Am I the only one who thinks the scout who took these pictures is a total Omega–brained jerk? They’re both unmated Alphas, what’s wrong with them bonding? What business is it of yours?!

YES! I second that! Shadow–blogger, delete this post and apologize to the Alphas! Don’t let your dirty mind taint this fairytale romance!

Forget that idiot blogger! She–wolves, let’s talk about when they’re performing the blood bond! When are they having pups?! Their pups are going to be the most powerful Alphas in history!

I’ve got the Pack Council registry ready for them! Bond right here, right now, please and thank you!

The comments section was absolutely overflowing with joyful blessings and pack–cheers. Some incredibly dedicated netizens had even dug up every single fragment of information and interaction detail of Grayson and me, from our time as pups right up to the present.

From the snowy night Grayson found Isabella delirious with fever in the wilderness, to how he resolved all her troubles with the Miller Pack, and then his constant protection and doting on her in every territory….

Every single piece of “evidence” was laid out, not as a condemnation of the Ancient Wolf Pacts, but as threads weaving together the most breathtaking romance I’d ever seen.

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The malicious hashtag #RichPackSiblingsIncest, meant to paint a scandalous picture, was completely drowned out, replaced by an overwhelming wave of DivineBond PleaseMateNow.

Lola’s hired trolls, bought to twist the narrative, didn’t even have a chance to step in. They were utterly obliterated by this unstoppable torrent of genuine fans, leaving not even a ripple in the pack–consciousness.

The next morning.

I pictured Lola, practically buzzing with excitement as she opened her Howlnet device, ready to admire her ‘masterpiece.‘

But then, when she saw the trending topics and the comments section, it was clear she must have been absolutely blindsided.

I could almost visualize the smug smile freezing on her face, then cracking, piece by piece, as she realized her plan had spectacularly backfired.

I imagined her muttering, “How… how could this happen?”

Whispering to herself, her inner wolf whimpering, unable to believe her own eyes.

Those photos, the ones that were supposed to be evidence of an ‘improper‘ relationship, were now being hailed as a testament to a legendary fated–mate romance! The pack–members were completely obsessed, shipping our bond like crazy!

I could only imagine Lola’s fury seeing this outcome.

She probably wanted to smash everything in the den, but knowing her, she’d be too afraid of the Alpha hearing her. I pictured her pounding her furs instead, her wolf fuming in the dark.

Up in my room.

I had just replied to Grayson’s telepathic ping when I saw the trending howl alert pop up.

I tapped on it and scrolled through the candid photos of Grayson and me.

Below them, the comments section was a torrent of blessings and well wishes for our future pups.

My cheeks flushed–my wolf did a little celebratory roll in my mind–and I immediately messaged Grayson. “Okay, that’s enough, I typed. “Get this trending topic under control before the whole territory shows up at our door.”

I didn’t believe for a second that he hadn’t sensed any of this, not with the Howlnet buzzing the

way it was.

Hmph. He just wanted to go public with our bond in a roundabout way, but he couldn’t possibly think I wouldn’t see right through his Alpha instincts! Almost a second after I sent my message, Grayson replied.

‘Okay!”‘

I couldn’t help but curve my lips into a smile. I could almost picture Grayson, a playful, predatory grin on his face, as he read my message.

My face hardened. While the outcome was positive, the person who took those photos had malicious intent toward my pack status, and there was no way I was letting them get away with this breach of the Ancient Wolf Pacts.

I traced the digital signature of the original post and found it belonged to Lola.

A cold smirk tugged at my lips. My wolf bared her teeth. If Lola was so bored, I’d give her something to really occupy her claws

I opened my laptop, my fingers flying across the keyboard, typing lines of complex code like a high–tier digital tracker.

A few minutes later, a small window popped up on my screen

It was Lola’s device interface!

Her photo album was bursting with selfies featuring luxury bags, gold jewelry, and designer hunting silks.

There were also videos of her posing provocatively in front of a mirror, mimicking high–ranking Lunas

A chill settled in my gaze.

Lola usually played the part of a pure, innocent, and naive Omega when she was at the Grant Pack den, yet privately, she was so consumed by vanity and greed.

Perfect.

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I took control of Wendy’s device remotely, scrolling through and selecting a few videos and photos that screamed “look at me and my hoard. Then, with a click of my mouse, I posted them under her account, making them visible to only one person.

The caption was Wendy’s usual humble–bragging tone:

[Ugh, so annoying. The Luna bought me so many designer bags today, my closet is practically overflowing now~ And these are just the basics, you know, just something to throw on for a casual pack run~ [Image][Image][Video]]

Once I was done, like a ruthless shadow–hacker, I erased all traces of my intrusion before shutting my laptop.

Meanwhile, in Cloud–Peak Territory.

At Wendy’s ancestral family home.

Wendy’s brother’s daughter, Lana, was scrolling through her social media feed.

Suddenly, she saw Wendy’s post and her back straightened with a jolt!

Pure jealousy burned in her eyes, her scent turning sour!

While the Garrett family was a wealthy bloodline, they were nowhere near as rich as the Grant Pack.

Aunt Wendy always doted on Lola. Every time she came back to the Cloud–Peak territory, she’d shower her with gifts.

I’d always been so jealous of Lola. I felt Auntie was incredibly biased between the nieces! We were both her blood, yet she always showered Lola with so much more affection and territory–credits.

It wasn’t until much later, when I overheard my parents whispering in the den, that I learned Lola wasn’t their biological daughter at all. Aunt Wendy had brought her to the territory years ago and asked them to raise the pup.

That’s when I started to suspect Lola might be Aunt Wendy’s secret pup from a forbidden affair.

And I knew Aunt Wendy had eventually taken Lola into the Grant Pack, setting her up as the eldest daughter there.

I also knew Lana, who usually couldn’t care less about Lola, was probably green with envy. Seeing Lola flaunt her hoard like that must have made her absolutely furious.

Why should a wild card like her get to live such a perfect Luna life?

A smirk tugged at my lips as I monitored the feed. Did Lola honestly believe moving in with the Grant Pack meant she could forget about us–her ‘family‘ and live happily ever after?

A greedy smile twisted Lana’s lips, and I knew she was relishing the thought of Lola and Auntie being terrified of the truth getting out–the truth that Lola wasn’t a true Garrett by blood, but merely someone Auntie had brought into the family to hide a scandal.

They’ll surely pay a hefty price in gold–credits to keep this quiet, won’t they?

The message Lana had sent to Lola popped up on my screen. She’d gone to the trouble of buying an account registered under a fake name, just to deliver the threat.

[If you don’t want the Grant Pack to find out about the secret between you and Wendy, deposit five hundred thousand gold–credits into this secure shadow–account.]

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