Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 511

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I’d installed monitoring frequency–trackers on Lola’s Howlnet device. So, whenever she got a message through the pack–link, my own device would ping me with an alert.

Unlike Lola, who cherished every moment of sleep like a lazy Omega, I was an early riser, already deep into my morning combat training.

My eyebrow arched as the device buzzed against the stone bench.

I leaned in to read the full message from the shadow–account.

Seriously? The Garretts truly weren’t the sharpest claws in the forest. Did they actually think a shadow–frequency on the Howlnet would make them antraceable? They hadn’t even bothered to mask the territory signal of the IP.

A quick tap on my screen, and I’d encrypted the warding myself, making sure the trail led back to exactly where I wanted.

could only imagine Lola’s reaction when she finally woke up and saw that message–her inner wolf’s head must have exploded.

She must have instantly realized that if this secret of her bloodline ever got out to the Pack Council or the Grant family, both she and her mother would be utterly ruined, cast out as rogues.

But where would she ever come up with five hundred thousand gold–credits?

Even though she was acting as the Grant Pack’s eldest daughter, her monthly pack–tribute was a mere one hundred thousand gold–credits–nowhere hear what she needed to pay off a blackmailer. I imagined her face paling, panic setting in as her pheromones turned sour with fear.

She couldn’t handle this alone, as the secret didn’t just implicate her, but Wendy as well. So, I knew she’d go straight to her mother’s den.

knew the moment Wendy saw the message, her first instinct would be to try and trace the sender’s signal signature.

But I’d already taken care of that. The signal was warded with Alpha–level encryption, rendering her efforts completely useless. could almost taste Lola’s panic through the link. I could practically hear her frantic voice, turning to her mother, “Mom, what do we do now? If Carson finds out…”

No more “Dad” from her lips, just a desperate “Carson.” The mask of the devoted daughter was slipping, and my wolf took a predatory satisfaction in it. imagined Wendy, probably pressing on her aching temples, trying to project the calm of a Luna. “I’ll look into the frequency again,” she’d declare, her oice undoubtedly strained. “Don’t panic. Just send them seventy thousand gold–credits to shut them up for now!”

And I knew Wendy wouldn’t hesitate, wiring that seventy thousand straight to Lola’s account.

Oh, I could practically feel Lola’s indignant fury. Her personal allowance was only ten thousand gold–credits a moon! Wendy was such a cheapskate, ouldn’t she ever throw a little more tribute her way? The thought almost made my wolf let out a playful huff.

At breakfast, Wendy and Fallon both looked pretty grim, their scents heavy with suppressed anxiety.

knew exactly why they were in such a foul mood. A small smile played on my lips as I sat down.

Carson took his Alpha seat at the head of the table. “Isabella,” he said, “your Grandpa is coming home to the territory.”

My heart leaped, my Blood–Core thudding with excitement. “Really? When?” I asked, barely containing my joy.

In my past life, when Grandpa was targeted here at the Grant estate by the Silvermoon Pack’s machinations, the stress caused his Blood–Core to weaken, and he fell gravely ill. I desperately wanted to see him one last time, but the Miller Pack’s involvement in the Grant family’s downfall made it impossible.

My uncle and cousin hated me for it, too. I never got to see Grandpa again, and that was my greatest regret as an Alpha she–wolf.

This moon cycle, I wouldn’t let Gavin and Wendy have a chance to sabotage the Grant Pack. I would make sure Grandpa and my uncle stayed healthy and protected by the ancient laws.

This time around, Grandpa knew that Gavin had been keeping his first love and had even had two pups–Andrew and Emily–with her. The shock of the betrayal had made him sick, which was why he hadn’t returned to the territory yet, leaving my uncle to handle my mother and the Silvermoon

Pack’s mess.

Now that Grandpa was finally well, pure joy surged through me.

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Carson’s face softened, a rare smile playing on his lips. “He’s on the morning shuttle tomorrow,” he announced.

My eyes sparkled with surprise and pure delight. Tll be there at the border–gate to pick him up!”

Carson and I were both buzzing with excitement, focusing on getting not only Grandpa’s den ready, but Carson’s too.

knew Grandpa preferred peace and quiet, so the small, detached stone cottage behind the main villa would be the perfect den for him.

That way, any comings and goings of the pack at the front wouldn’t disturb his wolf at all.

personally oversaw the cleanup of his standalone cottage, making sure every ward and comfort was just right.

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still remembered all of Grandpa’s favorite prey and herbs, meticulously planning out his welcome feast. I’d already prepped everything, just waiting or him to arrive tomorrow so I could personally cook him a delicious meal.

ost in the flurry of preparations, I completely forgot about my date with Grayson today. The thought that he was supposed to take me for a run on he coastal territory tomorrow slipped my mind too.

t wasn’t until Grayson arrived at the Grant mansion, escorted by one of our Omega housekeepers, that reality crashed back.

was directing the servants, making sure they got every speck of dust from the high shelves of the ancestor–library, and instinctively, I took a step back o get a clearer view of their work.

hadn’t noticed anyone approach until my back suddenly bumped into a solid, warm embrace.

A familiar scent–cedarwood, rain, and dominant Alpha–instantly wrapped around me. My wolf leaned back into him before I could even process it, er tail wagging in a blur of gray fur.

didn’t even need to turn around to know exactly who was holding me.

Only then did it hit me–my forgotten date with Grayson.

I’m sorry, I…” I mumbled, my voice barely a whisper, a wave of embarrassment washing over me. “I was so caught up with my Grandpa’s arrangements, completely forgot about our date.”

Grayson’s gaze lingered on my flushed ears, and I could see the unconcealed amusement dancing in his gold–flecked eyes.

t seemed like he didn’t mind that I’d stood him up at all. Instead, he raised his hand, his thumb pad gently brushing my cheek as he wiped away a small mudge of dust.

You’re all smudged, like a little kitten–wolf,” he murmured, his voice low and vibrating with a warmth that felt utterly doting.

My cheeks grew hotter. My wolf let out a small, embarrassed whine. “I’m almost done here. Once I’m finished, we can head out.”

It’s fine, Grayson said, his voice soft, his Alpha pheromones soothing my frantic energy. “Being with you, anywhere in the territories feels right.”

The warmth of his breath brushed my ear, and my heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs. My face flushed, hot and undeniable.

quickly averted my gaze, needing to hide my sudden embarrassment. I gestured towards a ritual painting propped on a nearby table. I… I need to hang hat one for Grandpa.”

As I said it, I turned, intending to find a stool to stand on.

But Grayson was quicker, reaching for the painting before I could.

I’ve got it.”

Being such a tall, powerful Alpha, he only had to stand on his tiptoes slightly, stretching out his arm to hang the painting securely on the stone wall. It looked so effortless, the play of muscles in his back clear through his shirt.

Once it was up, he turned and looked at me. “Tomorrow, I’ll pick you up in the pack–shuttle, and we can go get Grandpa together.”

The way he said “Grandpa” sounded so natural, so easy, as if he’d already been accepted into our bloodline through a fated mate bond.

A wave of warmth spread through me, and I nodded, a little too vigorously.

“Okay.”

For the rest of the afternoon, we worked side–by–side in the cottage, finding places for all the little ancestral knick–knacks and remaining items

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around the house.

He helped me arrange my Grandpa’s beloved ritual teaware on the shelf. As he carefully placed each piece, I took the freshly picked gardenias and settled them into a vase. Soon, a delicate floral scent began to fill the den, wrapping us in its gentle embrace.

Later that evening, when Carson returned from his pack duties, I saw his eyes land on Grayson and me, still engrossed in our work. Grayson stayed by my side, helping me until every ward was set and every corner was clean, and then he left for his own territory.

The next morning, I’d barely finished breakfast when the housekeeper entered, announcing Grayson’s arrival at the boundary.

A warmth bloomed in my chest. I hurried out, a smile already forming.

Outside the Grant Pack’s gate, I saw Grayson leaning against his sleek black pack–vehicle, waiting for me.

Have you been waiting long? Why didn’t you come inside the den?”

Grayson naturally took the bag from my hand and effortlessly opened the passenger door for me.

Not long.”

was about to get in when a sickeningly sweet, overly–sugary voice cut through the air from behind us.

Sister! Brother–in–law! Wait for me!”

ola came jogging over, wearing a brand–new Luna–white dress, her face fully made up with information–masking powder.

Mer

She ran to the vehicle, her eyes, wide and almost tearful, flicking to me for a split second before locking onto Grayson, clinging to his presence like a

Jarasite.

Her gaze was sickeningly soft, practically oozing with an adoration so blatant it was hard to stomach for

any

Alpha.

Brother–in–law, I’m going to pick up Grandpa too. Could you give me a ride in

your

shuttle?”

fer voice, artificially sweet and grating, made my skin crawl. My brows furrowed as my wolf bared her teeth in a silent snarl.

Grayson didn’t even spare her a glance. He rounded the vehicle to the driver’s side, and his voice, when he spoke, was cold as a winter moon.

Not happening.”

With that, he climbed into the driver’s seat, fired up the engine, and peeled away toward the border–gate, leaving Lola in a cloud of dust and exhaust

umes.

ola stomped her foot, her scent turning acrid with fury.

ust then, Carson and Wendy walked out together.

Carson’s face was grim as he spoke to Wendy, his Alpha voice resonant with authority. “You won’t let me rein Lola in, so you’d better do it yourself. Grayson and Isabella are already a pair. For her to keep throwing herself at him like this, what kind of impression does that give the other packs? It’ll ruin her reputation. How will she ever find a mate later?”

Wendy’s expression also darkened. Though I knew she already had Lola’s mating alliance all planned out, it was clear even to her that Lola needed a serious talking–to. That kind of shortsighted, desperate behavior simply wouldn’t fly in the world of high–ranking Alphas.

Wendy and Lola took a separate pack–car, and I was sure Wendy had plenty to say to her on the way to the border.

“Lola, what you want, I’ll make sure you get eventually. Just don’t push the Alpha right now. When we see Grandpa later, you need to play nice, even if it’s just an act for the pack.”

Lola smiled brightly, though it didn’t reach her eyes. “Grandpa always used to like me. I won’t mess anything up

I saw Wendy, standing nearby, watching Lola with a flicker of pity in her eyes, seeing how utterly convinced she was of her own standing

“That was before Isabella was around,” Wendy murmured, her gaze firm as she looked at Lola “Now that she is back in the bloodline, things might be different. Just be sweet, and make sure you win Grandpa over to your side.”

“I know,” Lola mumbled, her head bowed, but my wolf sensed the flicker of pure, unadulterated hatred in her scent as she followed her mother into the

car.