Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 536

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know about the Ancestral Melodies? How many times have you heard Lola perform her rituals? You know absciuszy nothing andy you dare to make such wild daims, saying the piece isn’t Lola’s?

But Wendy’s face was a mask of utter disbelief. She wasn’t buying it, not for a second. Her loyalty to her pup was overriding her mate–bond logic,

Wendy held an unwavering belief in Lola’s talent. “Her father was a brilliant violin–wolf, she’d often declare, just tragically misunderstood by the clans.”

Carson looked at her, his eyes heavy with pain and disappointment, the golden hue of his wolf flickering in his irises. “I don’t know what Lola told you to make you misunderstand like this, but I’m telling you-

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“Enough!” Wendy cut him off sharply, clamping her hands over her ears to block out his Alpha–command. “I don’t want to hear any you’re making up for that outsider! Carson, I’m telling you, I’m going through with this Trial under the Covenant! I’m not win; I’m going to make Isabella and Vivian crawl and apologize to my Lola!”

With a harsh tug, she yanked a still–pale Lola to her feet and stalked upstairs, not even sparing a glance back at her mate

“Lola, let’s go!”

Wendy’s grip on Lola’s wrist looked strong enough to shatter bone. My wolf paced restlessly inside me, sensing the fracture in the Grant Pack’s foundation.

As Carson watched their determined backs disappear up the stairs, I could see his chest tighten with fury, blood rushing to his head He pointed toward the empty stairwell, a hoarse roar tearing from his throat, nearly a full howl;

“Fine!” Carson’s voice was sharp. I’ve said my piece. When this blows up in your faces and you’re completely ruined by the Elders, don’t come crying to me saying I didn’t warn you.*

A brief, telling pause echoed from the stairs. Wendy and Lola’s footsteps faltered for only a second before th

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heels on the wood grew more frantic, desperate, as if they were literally trying to outrun his words.

Downstairs, I watched as the raw power that had been propping Carson up, fueling his Alpha anger, instantly drained from him, leaving him looking utterly hollow.

He fell back, collapsing deep into the sofa. The harsh lights of the den seemed to sting his eyes, and he lifted a hand, burying his face it as if in physical pain, as if the weight of the coming scandal had just crashed down on him.

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I knew that with Julia always whispering schemes in her ear and Wendy offering unwavering support, Lola’s brief moment of doub stirred by Carson, would quickly fade. Her composure would return.

And I knew, with a bitter twist in my gut, that she wouldn’t be afraid..

She was so sure, believing the Blood–Seal copyright documents for the song were locked away in her obsidian chest, clear as day, bla and white. What could I possibly use to fight her in the Ancient Trial?

To amplify her image as an “original genius,” Lola, following Julia’s advice, created her own channel on the Howlnet.

That very night, she posted her first ritual memory.

It was captured in her meticulously decorated music room, the lighting as soft and inviting as a Sacred Hall.

I watched as she slipped into a white dress, her subtle makeup carefully applied to mimic the purity of the moon. But it was her eyes th truly caught my attention–they held a practiced sadness, a defiant glint that felt entirely rehearsed.

I watched her turn to the memory–stone, her voice a soft, almost wounded whisper, edged with a sniffle that was clearly meant to convey deep sorrow through the mind–link. “Hello everyone, I’m Lola. This spirit–song, Gaze into the Abyss, is my original work, on I poured my heart and soul into. It’s a shame that, for reasons you all know, I wasn’t able to perform it for you completely on the Rite stage.”

“Today, right here, I want to perform it for the Pack.”

With that, she gracefully raised her violin.

Her eyes closed, the bow settled on the strings, and a beautiful melody poured from the expensive instrument.

Her posture was so elegant, it was almost unnatural, screaming ‘practiced‘ to my wolf’s instincts. I could almost picture her rehearsing it endlessly in front of a mirror–stone.

From the smug confidence radiating off her, she clearly believed her playing was flawless, every single note perfectly precise.

Once the video went live on the Howlnet, I watched as the telepathic view count and mental pings began to skyrocket.

I saw Lola’s lips curl into an involuntary smile, no doubt from the pulses of attention she was receiving.

But I noticed what she clearly didn’t: while the views and mental pings were plentiful, the Essence–Likes remained strikingly low.

She excitedly refreshed the Howlnet feed, practically glowing in anticipation of the praise she expected to flood in from the territories,

However, the moment she clicked open the mental comment thread, I saw the triumphant smile on her face slowly, agonizingly, freeze

Look, I sympathize with the sister–wolf, but… let’s be real, her playing isn’t nearly as connected to her wolf as Vivian’s.

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This. Vivian’s version gave me goosebumps, made my soul actually vibrate! This one…. all I can say is, great acting

It’s like listening to a pup recite a Covenant textbook. Every word is technically correct, but they have no actual clue what the spirit of

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‘It seems composing and performing are two entirely different things,‘ one comment read. ‘She might have written the piece, but it feels like Vivian understands the wolf’s soul better…‘

Another one, harsher still, said, ‘LOL, the thief performs the spirit–song better than the original artist – isn’t that just a slap in the face?

‘Hey, cut it out!‘ a fan shot back. ‘Lola is the victim here, okay?! Her spirit–work was stolen, and now you’re comparing her to that thief?

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The comment section had erupted into a chaotic mess, a boiling pot of snarling arguments across the Howlnet.

While a few loyal pack–allies tried to defend Lola, the vast majority of casual observers shared a strikingly consistent opinion–her performance lacked the primal power of Vivian’s.

I could almost feel Lola’s fury radiating from the Howlnet link, the kind that would make her want to smash her communication stone to bits after reading those biting thoughts.

I could practically hear the scream of her unspoken thoughts: How could this be?

I’m the original composer! I’m the one who truly understands this piece!

Why? Why is everyone saying that thief performs it better than me?

These deaf omegas!

I imagined her whole body trembling with rage, tears welling up in her eyes as her wolf whimpered in shame.

I knew she wouldn’t accept this. She would absolutely refuse to accept it before the pack.

Wendy watched Lola tremble with rage, and it must have utterly broken her heart to see her pup like that.

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She snatched the stone, her eyes scanning the comments that mercilessly trashed Lola while elevating me. A cold fire must have burned in her Beta–blood.

“These pathetic bandwagoners! What do they know about the melodies of our kind? That bitch Isabella must have bought herself another army

of rogue trolls!”

She was clearly not going to let Lola suffer this humiliation again.

Blinded by fury, Wendy made a decision that, I later realized, would haunt her for the rest of her life under the moon.

She immediately logged into the official Howlnet frequency of the Grant Pack Estate. This account, which she co–managed with Carson, boasted millions of subscribers and represented the entire Grant family’s public image to all other clans.

She found the mental thread of Lola’s video and, using the official Pack ID, personally replied to a comment. [Grant Pack V: A plagiarist is a plagiarist. No matter how skilled their wolf, it doesn’t change the fact that they’re a thief] That comment, like a silver–tipped bombshell, instantly ignited the entire Howlnet.

I couldn’t believe it–the Grant Pack’s official frequency had actually waded into the fray, publicly tearing into me and Vivian!

If the Grant family was publicly championing Lola, surely the other packs would assume that meant she was in the right of the Covenant, wouldn’t they?

But the comment only lasted for barely five minutes before it was yanked from the network.

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