Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 552

Chapter 552

Outside Elder Grant’s healing chamber, the corridor of the pack house was so quiet, the only sound was the rhythmic, low–frequency hum of the resonance stones monitoring his life force.

Inside the room, I pulled the tiny spirit–whisper stone–barely bigger than a grain of rye–from my ear and cupped it in my palm. My inner wolf paced restlessly, her ears flattened against the bitterness of the words I’d just intercepted.

The words I’d just overheard-“Your family of origin is your only home–still spun in my head, a ridiculous, bitter joke. For a wolf, “home” is defined by he bond, not by the treacherous blood of those who would sell you to the highest bidder.

pulled at the corner of my mouth, but no smile came. My wolf let out a dry, cynical huff in the back of

my mind.

swiped open my mind–link slate, its ethereal glow illuminating my expressionless face. I tapped into the encrypted frequency of my hadow–contacts and sent a mental pulse.

Leo, full intel.]

Within moments, a data–stream appeared on the slate’s surface.

tapped it open, my eyes racing through the text.

‘ront–clan assets. Four million gold marks in pack holdings. A staggering one point six million gold marks in debt…

My finger froze when my gaze landed on four words: ‘History of spirit–betting.‘

A compulsive gambler who bets on the moon–phases and spirit–rolls. Figures.

stared at those words, a quiet resolve settling over me. My wolf bared her teeth in a silent, predatory grin.

Well, that certainly simplifies things.

The best way to deal with a gambler? Let them perish at the card table in the shadow–dens.

closed the file and channeled a direct pulse to a specific frequency.

The connection snapped into place, and I got straight to the point.

Get me in touch with the head of the biggest underground den in the Cloudhaven Territory. I need to see their manager.”

The voice on the other end responded, sounding submissive and respectful. “Yes, Luna.”

cut the connection, leaning back in my chair, my gaze distant. A dark, predatory plan was already taking shape in my mind.

Vendy thought Leo and the Garrett pack were her ultimate protection?

1. fa. What she didn’t realize was that her so–called protectors were riddled with ulterior motives, every move calculated against heel My wolf growied ow in my chest–a sound of pure disdain for such weak–willed treachery.

he would pay the most devastating price for her foolish trust.

eo’s manipulation had an instant, undeniable effect.

ure enough, the very next morning, Wendy sold off a piece of pack territory worth nearly a hundred million gold marks, funneling evay n offshore cavern–vault Leo had provided.

The official reason? “Asset transfer,” supposedly preparing for her life after the Blood Bond is severed. As if

Bro, hold onto this money for me for now. I’m afraid Carson will freeze my accounts Wendy’s voice, ringing through the telepathi, relay, lesperate, all–or–nothing resolve to it.

Don’t

worry, Wendy,” Leo’s voice crackled through the mind–link, betraying a tremble of excitemem he desperately tried to mask teady, pack–brother reliability.

I’ll make sure to guard that money for you, every single penny!

The moment he hung up, Leo stared at the long string of peros in his mobile banking interface, his pheromones practically vibrating with glee, Ild lmost smell the stench of his greed from across the territory.

A hundred million gold marks!

A full hundred million!

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He’d never seen so much wealth in his life.

He didn’t waste a second, immediately transferring $2.8 million of it into his private vault before eagerly pulsing a number.

Me

Hey? Brother! It’s me, Leo! I’m heading back to Cloudhaven Territory tonight, save me a spot for the game! Yeah, yeah, yeah, the funds are in‘ This ime I’m absolutely going to play until I drop and win back everything I lost last time, principal and interest!”

He was practically glowing with excitement, his inner wolf blinded by the scent of easy gold, completely oblivious that all his pulses were being redirected to another location.

sat in the top–floor peak–chamber of Fire Pharmaceuticals, listening.

listened to the conversation crackling through my earpiece, a cold smile curving my lips. My wolf shifted, her claws extending slightly, scratching gainst the floor of my mind.

Couldn’t resist so soon?

A leopard–or a mangy rogue–never changes its spots, it seemed.

switched off the monitoring feed. Immediately, a massive holographic map of Cloudhaven’s underworld territories flashed across the screen.

A single red dot was clearly marked.

The Golden Touch.

t was Cloudhaven Territory’s largest underground gem–betting den.

They said fortunes were made and lost here in the blink of an eye. One night could crown you an Alpha of industry, or strip a wealthy he–wolf bare.

The Ancient Wolf Treaties meant nothing here. The only rules that mattered were primal: brute force, dominance, and cold, hard cash.

My finger, light as a feather, grazed the red dot on the map.

The screen instantly displayed the owner’s profile for The Golden Touch.

Name: Sean. Known as ‘Fourth Master‘.

Background: A local kingpin, ruthless and driven solely by profit. An Alpha who lived outside the traditional pack laws.

Good.

He was exactly what I needed.

A flicker of cold calculation glinted in my eyes.

mmediately, I instructed Faye to contact Sean. I was going to set a trap for Leo that would strip him of his very fur.

Not long after I gave Faye her orders, my slate buzzed.

But it wasn’t Faye on the other end. It was Grayson,

As soon as I answered, Grayson’s voice came through.

Isabella.”

His voice, deep and resonant, held a hint of Alpha tenderness I almost missed. My inner wolf immediately perked up, her tail giving a single, nvoluntary wag at the sound of our mate’s command.

Aren’t you busy?”

wasn’t surprised Grayson knew, but I hadn’t expected him to move so fast. His mind–link reach was truly formidable

Not busy,” Grayson said, a hint of amusement in his voice

Even as Grayson’s voice held a smile, I knew that in the Miller Pack’s central conference hall, all the executives were frozen in their seats, heads bowed

n submission, too afraid to utter a sound while their Alpha spoke to his mate.

You came to Faye with your problem instead of me?”

A distinct edge of jealousy, almost possessiveness, colored Grayson’s usually calm voice when he asked. I could practically feel his scent–heavy woodsmoke and rain–swirling through the connection.

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I pressed my lips together. It’s just a small thing, no need to bother you with it.”

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“Nothing concerning you is ever a small matter,” he replied. His voice dropped an octave, sending a shiver down my spine that made my wolf whine softly in longing.

“Mm–hm,‘ I murmured, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks.

“So, next time, you’ll come directly to me?”

On the other end of the line, Grayson let out a low chuckle, his laugh carrying through the relay with a captivating magnetism that made my knees fet weak.

“Mhm. My cheeks heated, a deeper blush spreading.

“So, my little darling. What do you need him for?”

At the endearment, “my little darling,‘ my cheeks burned even hotter. My wolf rolled over, belly up, completely disarmed by his affection.

I took a moment to steady myself. “Could you help me get in touch with Mr. Shore from The Golden Touch Club?” I said. “I need to talk to him abou collaboration, about setting up a game.”

“Isabella, what are you trying to do?” Grayson’s voice asked, a hint of concern in his tone.

I quickly laid out my plan for him, explaining how I would lure Leo into the den.

“Leave it to me,” Grayson said, his voice light, almost nonchalant.

“No, I want to be there myself, I insisted. I want to play this game.”

“Play?” Grayson’s voice suddenly turned serious, the Alpha in him rising to the surface. “Do you even know what kind of place that is? You want to pl there?”

“I know,” I replied, my voice softening, a delicate plea in my tone. “But I want to go.”

I knew exactly what Grayson was worried about. The Golden Touch was a den of Alphas and rogues where pheromones ran high and tempers were

short.

But this was something I had to do myself.

I needed to watch Leo with my own eyes, to see him fall, step by painful step, into the trap I’d meticulously laid for him.

On the other end of the line, another long silence stretched between us.

t lasted so long, I almost thought he’d severed the link, when Grayson’s voice finally came through again, tinged with reluctant resignation and a hin Surrender.

Grayson had always been a total softie for me, always giving in to my requests. He simply couldn’t resist when I let my wolf’s vulnerability show

His rigid stance eased, almost imperceptibly. “I’ll make all the arrangements,” he said, his voice a shade softer, “but you have to follow my lead

Okay, I managed, the word catching in my throat.

You can’t ditch the people I assigned to you.”

curved my lips. “Okay.”

If anything feels off, leave immediately.”

I heard you,” I affirmed obediently.

My soft, obedient reply seemed to hang in the air, creating a strange silence on the line. I could almost picture his gaze darkening, a possessive longing

palpable it reached me through the mind–link, making my skin prickle. For a fleeting second, I imagined him wanting to pull me close and mark me ight then and there.

As soon as we hung up, I knew Grayson wouldn’t waste a second. I could almost picture him, jaw tight, eyes sharp with Alpha gold, already scanning his team and issuing commands.

A pang of guilt hit me. I knew he’d be frustrated, probably blaming himself for whatever pack business meant he couldn’t be here with me, guarding me personally. I wished he were.

imagined his eyes cutting through the Miller Pack executives, and a hush falling over them, every head bowing in abject submission to his aura.

He leaned back in his leather chair, tugging impatiently at his tie. When he spoke, his voice was a cold blade

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“Continue.”

The meeting pressed on, but my focus sharpened on him as he reached for his slate. His movements were swift, almost imperceptible, as he pulsed another command, and a fresh wave of anxiety tightened its grip on my chest.

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The Miller Pack executives spoke with even more caution, though it didn’t stop Grayson from picking up his slate to send a high–priority message.

“Get your men, head to Gold Charm, and don’t let the Luna out of your sight. If so much as a single hair on her head is harmed, don’t bother coming back to this pack.”

The message sent, an instant reply came back-

“Yes, Alpha.

Even after arranging everything, Grayson remained uneasy.

He opened my chat window and sent a final pulse.

[I’ll be in Cloud City in ten sun–cycles to find you.“]

He resolved to “punish” me properly when he returned. It irked his wolf that his mate had dared to make plans in such a dangerous territory without

him.

When I received his message, a slight smile touched my lips. I had no idea what kind of “punishment” he had in mind, so I simply replied, “Okay.”