Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 544

Chapter 544

‘Now, I need you to sign an emergency treatment authorization agreement. We’ll be using Ignis lunar–mites to treat your pup. Do you consent?”

I agree! Yes! I agree!”

The young mother she–wolf didn’t hesitate for a second. Crying, she nodded furiously. “I’ll sign! I’ll sign anything! Please, just save him!”

I wasted no more time.

I unfolded the bracelet on my wrist. In an instant, it transformed into a transparent, palm–sized tablet, its surface humming with lunar energy.

I swiftly operated on the screen, and an electronic agreement immediately generated through the pack’s legal frequency.

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Trembling, the young mother pressed her blood–stained finger down, leaving her print–a blood–seal that bound the contract under the Ancient Wolf

Pacts.

The agreement was active.

[ put away the tablet, slipping it back onto my wrist.

My movements were fluid, without a single wasted gesture. My wolf was rising to the surface, her senses sharpened to a razor’s edge, helping me stabilize my focus.

Everyone, step back,” I ordered, my voice sharp and cold, carrying the undeniable weight of an Alpha’s command.

The crowd, even Grant Logan, instinctively recoiled as the air around me crackled with authority.

any solution.

Only Lola remained rooted to her spot, her skepticism radiating off her like a foul scent. She clearly didn’t believe I had

Her scoff was almost audible, dismissing me as some kind of charlatan who had lost her connection to the Great Wolf.

I didn’t spare her a glance. Instead, I half–knelt on the ground, gently pressing one hand against the overturned transport.

Then, in the very next second.

Something incredible happened.

Countless silver particles, almost invisible to the naked eye, surged from my palm. Like flowing sand, they swiftly entered the pup’s body through his

wounds.

Emergency medical protocol initiated.

Target locked: Male pup with weak vital signs.

[Scanning injuries… Scan complete. Abdominal penetrating wound, ruptured spleen, three broken ribs, blood loss exceeding 1200cc.]

[Generating optimal rescue plan…. Plan generated.]

The system’s voice chimed in my head, a rhythmic pulse in my mind–link.

My eyes instantly narrowed, sharp as an eagle’s, turning a brilliant, predatory amber.

Phase one: Maintain vital signs.”

With a thought, a fraction of the lunar–mites transformed into countless micro–probes, finer than a strand of hair, silently piercing the little boy’s skin, precisely locating the blood vessels.

[Initiating simultaneous vascular repair and establishing a spirit–core circulation system.]

Almost instantly, a faint flush of color returned to the little boy’s pale face.

His breathing, too, evened out a little.

‘Oh my God! Look! The pup’s color is coming back!”

“What is that stuff? Silver powder? Is it pack–alchemy? Is it magic?”

A collective gasp rippled through the onlookers.

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Even Grant Logan’s eyes were wide with shock. I could feel his Alpha aura fluctuating with awe.

I guessed he was finally putting the pieces together, realizing what these impossibly efficient ‘things‘ must be–Ignis lunar–mites.

The whole scene was absolutely incredible.

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Lola was also staring, wide–eyed and stunned, but then her face twisted. I could practically feel the intense jealousy radiating off her, an ugly heat that made my wolf snarl in the back of my mind.

No! This can’t be! she whispered, her voice barely audible over the crowd.

How could Isabella be this powerful?

It has to be some kind of trick!

“Phase two, obstruction removal.”

My voice cut through the commotion again.

More lunar–mites, like a swarm of tiny worker ants, attached themselves to the metal rod piercing the pup’s abdomen.

[[Initiating molecular decomposition…]]

A faint hum vibrated in the air.

The rigid metal rod visibly started to vanish, from both ends, inch by inch….

It hadn’t broken apart, it hadn’t shattered into pieces. It had simply… vanished.

As if something had utterly dismantled and consumed it on a microscopic level.

Then, in a matter of seconds, it was simply gone. The deadly metal rod, the one that had threatened everything, had vanished without a trace.

A stunned, absolute silence fell over the entire area, thick and heavy, as if everyone was holding their breath.

The silence that followed was absolute, charged with such profound astonishment I could almost feel it radiating off every single wolf present, leaving them utterly speechless.

This wasn’t just alchemical science. This was divine mastery of the flesh.

Phase Three: Wound Repair and Organ Reconstruction.”

Sweat beaded on my forehead, the silver of the moon catching the moisture.

This was the most crucial, the most draining step of all.

My consciousness, funneled through the wristband, linked with billions of lunar–mites.

In this moment, I was the lead soul–mender, and those mites were my scalpels, my sutures, my everything. My wolf held her breath, her eyes tracking the microscopic dance of the mites through our shared vision.

[Clearing necrotic tissue…]

A status update flashed through my mind, clear as day: “Initiating 3D spleen reconstruction… Energy consumption 30%… 40%…”

Next, “Suturing the wound, repairing damaged nerves…”

Before my eyes, the pup’s body shimmered into a holographic display, a real–time, intricate structural map of his blood and bone.

Every cell, every blood vessel, was laid bare, clear as crystal.

I painstakingly manipulated the robots, executing procedures that were a hundred times more intricate than the most advanced surgery imaginable

Time, for me, seemed to simply freeze.

I was the center of attention, acutely aware of Grant Logan’s undisguised amazement and admiration. It was then I saw Lola. Her eyes, fixed on me–or perhaps on Grant Logan, then me–held a look of pure poison. I didn’t need to be told that jealousy and resentment were eating away at her, like a viper coiling in her gut.

A cold dread settled in my stomach as I saw a truly malicious thought dawn in her eyes, twisting her features with its silent venom.

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Even through the haze of concentration, I caught a flicker of movement. Lola, blending into the stunned crowd’s shadows, had her communication–cuff trained on me. My heart gave a jolt as I saw her finger press the record button, then swiftly transmit a mental–relay pulse. “Hello? Is this the Enforcer tip line?” Lola’s voice, barely a whisper, still carried across the hushed scene through my heightened hearing. “I want to report someone! They’re practicing medicine without a license at a pack–transport accident site! Yes, no medical certificate, just blindly trying to save a pup!” The words were low, but the venom in her tone was unmistakable, laced with a sickening thrill.

She cut the link, her knuckles white as she gripped her cuff, a sickly satisfaction spreading across her face.

Her eyes, gleaming with malevolence, seemed to scream, Isabella, let’s see how you recover from this!

I pushed myself up, using the crumpled transport as a brace, my legs trembling beneath me as the lunar–mites returned to my bracelet.

Grant Logan’s arm was instantly around me, steadying my shaking frame. His scent–strong and protective–helped ground me.

I met Grant Logan’s gaze, my throat tight, and managed to croak out, “He’s out of immediate danger. We just need to wait for the healer–covenant

now.”

The young mother scrambled forward, practically tumbling over herself, her trembling hands reaching for her pup’s face. The color was slowly returning, and as she felt his steady breath, her own tears finally broke free, streaming down her face.

Just then, the shrill wail of a siren–the high–pitched howl of the Pack Enforcers–pierced the air, growing steadily louder as it forced its way through the gridlocked transports.

Several Enforcer vehicles pulled up, doors swung open, and uniformed Enforcers strode purposefully, pushing through the crowd and heading straight for me.

The Alpha in charge, his square face stern and imposing, fixed his gaze on me like a nail pinning me to the spot. “We’ve received a report of someone practicing medicine illegally within this territory,” he stated, his voice deep and booming. “Is that you?”

A sickening surge of adrenaline hit me as I saw Lola practically vibrating with wicked excitement, pushing through the stunned onlookers.

‘Officer!” she shrieked, her voice shrill and laced with fake alarm, her finger stabbing at me. She lunged forward, her face a contorted mask of feigned urgency and righteous fury. “It’s her! She’s not even a licensed healer; she’s experimenting on live pups! If a pack member dies, who’s going to be responsible? Arrest her!”

Every single gaze, which had been fixed on the pup, snapped to me.

Grant Logan’s brow furrowed, a tight knot of worry. He started to step forward, his wolf beginning to growl in my defense, but I gave him a look that silently urged him to stay put.

I just stood there, quiet and unmoving, allowing their suspicious, scrutinizing gazes to bore into me, not even bothering to blink. My wolf bared her teeth at the stench of Lola’s treachery.

I spared Lola only the briefest glance, a look that dismissed her as nothing more than a pathetic, low–ranking jester.

Then, I reached into the pocket of my utility jacket and pulled something out.

It was a deep red credential wallet.

Under the sunlight, a golden emblem of the crescent moon on its cover gleamed brightly.

I casually tossed the credential wallet to the lead Enforcer.

I tossed it with such casual indifference, as if it were nothing more than a discarded magazine.

‘Just read it.”

My voice, still cool and detached, carried an undeniable weight, an implicit Alpha command that brooked no argument.

The leading Enforcer took the credential book from me, a flicker of suspicion in his eyes.

As he opened it and his eyes registered the contents, his pupils constricted sharply, and his breath hitched for a beat.

Inside, my photo stared back–a portrait of sharp, confident poise.

Name: Isabella Miller.

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But the title listed below made even this seasoned Enforcer gasp, a sharp intake of breath.

INTERNATIONAL ELITE EMERGENCY HEALER–ALPHA LICENSE

ISSUED BY: WORLD HEALER FEDERATION (WHF)

This… this was the highest certification in the entire global pack–lands!

Fewer than twenty wolves worldwide held this license!

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Each one of them was a national treasure, a medical titan revered globally by every clan, capable of being personally received by the Supreme Alphas of every nation!

He must have been reading the fine print, absorbing the full weight of what he held in his hands. It stated the holder could provide emergency medical assistance in any signatory territory, completely bypassing local pack regulations. A power I knew all too well, and one that had clearly just hit him. with the force of a wrecking ball.

The true worth of that certificate, its value, far exceeded any gold in the pack’s vaults.