Chapter 545
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Lola, who’d been hovering nearby with her scent soured by malice, must have finally caught a glimpse of the certificate too. Her face contorted in pure shock, her wolf whining in confusion at the sight of the High Council seal.
“This… this can’t be real! It has to be fake!”
Her voice rose to a shrill shriek, laced with absolute disbelief. How could I possibly possess something like that? I was the Alpha of a tech clan, not a soul–mender. Her mind clearly couldn’t reconcile the two.
“Shut up!”
The middle–aged Enforcer spun around, his Alpha aura piercing, and sharply rebuked Lola. His eyes, sharp as knives, cut right through her Beta–level defenses.
“Ma’am,” he continued, his tone dangerously low, “falsifying a WHF credential is an international felony under the Ancient Wolf Pacts. Are you absolutely certain this is a fake?”
His harsh words made Lola freeze, her earlier bravado instantly deflating. I watched her eyes dart to the certificate, a chaotic mix of panic and confusion warring in her scent.
Could it… could it actually be real? No! Absolutely not!
“I… I personally saw her using all sorts of weird silver powders to save that pup,” Lola stammered, her voice tinged with desperation. That’s not legitimate ritual treatment! You can’t let her fool the pack!”
The middle–aged Enforcer’s smirk vanished. He carefully snapped the credential book shut and, with both hands, respectfully returned it to me. His entire demeanor had shifted, a complete one–eighty, showing the deference one owes to a Grandmaster.
Dr… Dr. Miller,” he stammered, his shoulders slumping in an unconscious bow of submission. “My sincerest apologies for the disturbance. We were simply following procedure based on a mind–link report. Please, accept our apologies.”
I didn’t reach for the credential book immediately, my gaze sweeping over him with an almost imperceptible coolness. My wolf stood tall in my mind, looking down at the Enforcers.
Who filed the report?”
A troubled expression crossed the middle–aged man’s face, and his eyes flickered nervously toward Lola. My eyes settled on her then. There was no anger, no mockery in my gaze, just a cold Alpha indifference. It was as if I were looking at a lifeless object, or a stray omega without a clan.
I watched Lola flinch under my stare, a visible shiver running down her spine. Her heart hammered, and she instinctively took a step back.
It wasn’t me! I didn’t do it!” she denied frantically.
My communication–cuff,‘ I said, the words sharp.
What?
Hand over your cuff, I demanded, my voice leaving no room for argument, vibrating with the
power of my rank.
Lola’s face went stark white, the color draining from it in an instant. It clicked. Her relay history. She hadn’t purged the mind–link log yet
How dare you! What right do you have to check my private frequency?‘ Her voice shot up, thin and sharp, screaming her guilt to everyone with ears to
hear.
I didn’t waste another second. I simply snatched her communications–cuff.
‘What are you doing! That’s my cuff!”
Lola shricked, lunging for it, but I caught her arm. I held on tight, letting her writhe and scream–a wild, useless fury of a lesser wolf. I gripped her cuff, my fingers flying as I unlocked the spirit–interface. I immediately pulled up the relay log And there it was, glaring back at me–the frequency dialed to the Pack Healer Oversight Guild.
This person maliciously reported me. I want justice under the pack laws, and that’s not asking too much, is it?”
The middle–aged Enforcer captain’s face tightened, so grim I could practically feel the tension radiating off him. His eyes, when they landed on Lola. were heavy with disgust.
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“You need to come with us to the Pack Council and cooperate with the investigation!”
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Lola tried to fight back, but she was like a frantic, squawking chicken, forcibly ushered towards the Enforcer transport. As they shoved her inside, she
still shrieked accusations:
“Let go of me! Isabella, you manipulative bitch! You’ll pay for this!”
Logan stood by, observing the entire spectacle with a detached Alpha gaze, making no move to get involved. Finally, the wail of a siren announced the arrival of the healer–covenant ambulance. The paramedics, moving with gentle efficiency, carefully took the pup into their care.
I retrieved my ID and slipped it back into my pocket. Logan’s voice cut through the fading tension, a worried edge to it. “Isabella, are you okay?” he
asked.
I managed a weak, reassuring smile. “I’m fine, Logan,” I replied.
The words were barely out before my body swayed precariously. My wolf was whimpering, exhausted from the massive output of lunar energy required to command the mites.
“Isabella!” Logan exclaimed, his voice sharp with alarm, as he reached out and pulled me into a firm, protective embrace. His scent of pine and rain washed over me, but it wasn’t enough to stop the world from spinning.
I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the sudden wave of dizziness to pass. Operating the lunar–mites always took a heavy toll on my mental energy, and this time had been particularly draining. I felt like I’d performed two major soul–mendings today; my spiritual reservoir was completely drained.
I could feel Logan’s gaze on my pale face, the sweat still clinging to my temples, and I sensed a complex wave of emotions washing over him. It was a mix of shock, admiration, and a deep concern for his kin.
After a long moment, I finally managed to open my eyes, but I knew my face was still incredibly drawn and pale. Logan immediately scooped me up into his arms in a bridal carry. “I’ll take you back to the mansion,” he said softly.
I didn’t resist. I was truly out of energy.
We hadn’t gotten far, though, before someone appeared. The man exuded an undeniable, crushing power. Even amidst the lingering onlookers, his presence dominated the entire clearing. Logan instinctively stiffened beneath me. I felt his muscles tense, and I knew his wolf sensed a rival Alpha. Not a threat to me, I realized, but a challenge to him.
He strode towards us, his voice cutting through the air like a crack of thunder. “Give her to me.”
Logan’s arms around me tightened almost imperceptibly, his inner wolf letting out a low, warning rumble. Before Logan could even speak, the sound of that familiar, deep voice jolted me, and I forced my eyes open.
I looked at the newcomer, murmuring “Grayson” under my breath, then I gave a slight squirm, attempting to break free from Logan’s arms. Hearing Grayson’s soft call, Logan seemed to understand we were honded, and he finally set me down.
My body felt utterly drained, like all strength had abandoned me. I couldn’t hold myself upright, and my legs buckled, sending me plummeting toward the asphalt. But Grayson was there, catching me almost before my feet could even fully hit the ground. His arms tightened around me, and with an effortless, dominant motion, he lifted me into his chest.
Grayson’s lips were pressed into a grim line, his eyes dark and unreadable, swirling with possessive shadows. A wave of understanding washed over me–he’d totally misunderstood the situation with Logan.
This is my cousin, Logan,‘ I managed, the words a little shaky against his chest.
The stern expression on Grayson’s face melted away slightly, replaced by a smooth, predatory smile. “Hello,” he said to Logan, his voice marking his territory. I’m Isabella’s mate
Logan’s only reply was a stunned silence.
Videos from the accident scene quickly made their way onto the Howlnet, exploding across the pack frequencies and topping the resonance charts
*Horrific CrashOutsidelgnisBuilding Scene Like a Disaster Movies
#MysteriousSheWolfInBlackPerformsSci–FiLevelRescues
#Pup Impaled by Silver: Miraculously Saved by Her Lunar–Mites
Initially, pack members on the Howlnet assumed it was footage from a clan–ritual film or just some clever illusion magic. Until eyewitnesses from the
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scene started flooding the mental threads.
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This is NOT an illusion! I was right there! That she–wolf was a total Alpha badass! And I heard that silver powder was lunar–mites! It just… saved
him!
Soon enough, clan experts started weighing in, explaining the true weight and prestige of an “International Elite Emergency Healer–Alpha License.”
I’m literally bowing down–a true legend was among us this whole time!
Wait a minute! That she–wolf in black… why does she look so familiar to me?
!! It’s Isabella Miller! Our Isabella!
The Howlnet, already buzzing with the accident, absolutely exploded. My name, my face, it was everywhere from the Silvermoon territory to the Northern wastes.
Holy Moon! Who am I even stanning?! She’s not just a tech mogul, but a medical guru too?
Queen Isabella is absolutely insane! one comment read, the implied voice crack practically vibrating off the screen. Her hidden talents just keep piling up, one after another. What other surprises is she keeping from the pack?
She’s cool, fierce, and capable, and then she saves pups in a crisis? Is this even real? What a perfect package! I’m totally obsessed!
My official pack fan–page instantly exploded, every post screaming “Queen Isabella is incredible!” My fans felt an overwhelming sense of pride, as if they had just accepted a seat on the High Council themselves.
But amidst all the praise and gasps of amazement, one particular comment suddenly shot to the top.
Look closely at the corner of the video. See that person? Doesn’t she look familiar? [Video screenshot.jpg]
Wait–holy crap? Isn’t that Lola? The one who broke the pack–covenant?
It really is her! Didn’t she get exiled from the territory? How does she have the nerve to show her snout back here?
[Wait a minute! Let me get this straight. Lola is back in the pack–lands, and after seeing Isabella save someone, she maliciously reported Isabella for practicing ritual–medicine illegally? What kind of venomous heart is that?! Someone’s out there saving a life, and she’s stabbing them in the back?]
[This isn’t just malicious anymore, this is pure evil! Wicked to the core! Honestly, why do omegas like that even exist?!]
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