Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 568

Chapter 568.

You… you Grant Pack! You were guarding against me from the very beginning!”

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Wendy finally got it. I could practically feel her fury as she shrieked, her voice thick with venom and furious resentment that made the air in the room turn acrid. My wolf, Nala, bristled at the sound, her ears flat against her head in response to the Beta she–wolf’s screeching.

Fine! Carson! Your entire lineage has treated me like an outsider! Guarding against me like a rogue thief! I see it all clearly now!”

She completely shed her polite facade. I pictured her pointing a clawed finger at Carson’s nose, unleashing a torrent of curses that would have offended the ancestors.

You think that’s going to stop me? I won’t dissolve this blood bond! I’ll drag this out, I’ll drag you down until you’re dead! I’ll make sure you and that ittle slut Isabella never have a legitimate standing in the pack hierarchy, not for your entire lives!”

Carson. I knew, would watch her spiral into madness, his eyes utterly devoid of emotion, his inner wolf silent and cold.

He simply pulled out his Howlnet communicator, and I imagined him pressing play.

And then, from the speakers, the sound of Ethan’s sniveling pleas, thick with snot and tears, would echo clearly.

… It was Wendy and Susan, working together! They wanted to scam the Grant Pack out of its sovereignty assets! Wendy had been calculating, nanipulating you, manipulating the Grant Pack from the very beginning!”

The recording clicked off, leaving a ringing silence in its wake.

Carson’s gaze, sharp and unforgiving like a true Alpha, locked onto Wendy. Her face had gone completely stark white, drained of all color as her scent peaked into a sharp spike of terror.

He finally spoke, his voice dangerously soft. Take a guess, Wendy. If I hand this recording, along with all the evidence of your scheme, over to the Covenant Enforcers, how many years of labor in the silver mines do you think you’d get?”

watched as Wendy’s body began to tremble violently.

could practically hear Wendy’s voice, raw with desperation, as she shrieked at Carson. “You’re so cruel! You truly don’t care about all these cycles we’ve been blood–bound!”

imagined Carson just staring back, his face a blank mask, before his own words cut through the air. “Weren’t you the one who betrayed our nate–bond first?”

pictured Wendy swaying, as if the ground beneath her had just given way. Finally, her hands shaking uncontrollably, she picked up the pen. I knew she had scrawled her name at the very end of that Bond Dissolution Covenant.

Carson, I knew, hadn’t wasted another breath. He took the agreement, didn’t spare her another glance, and simply turned and walked away.

I watched Wendy’s gaze cling to his resolute, retreating back, and a cold certainty settled in me: her heart was brimming with an endless, seething

hatred.

Carson! Me!

There was no way she would just let this go.

I knew Wendy. And I knew, with a chilling clarity, exactly what her next move would be. Her only play, her last desperate shot, was to hunt down Leo and take back what she saw as her pack–credits.

I knew Wendy. And I knew that for her, assets weren’t just a means; it was her one and only shot at turning the entire power struggle around.

I watched Wendy storm out of the hotel like a mad she–wolf, plunging into an even more frantic search.

And right now, Leo, the man Wendy despised with every fiber of her being, was kneeling right in front of me.

I sat back on the hotel couch, sipping my tea, a picture of calm as I looked down at the sniveling man groveling at my feet. My wolf watched him with a predator’s boredom.

“Miss Miller! Oh, Miss Miller, please!” Leo wailed.“I beg you! I swear I didn’t mean to betray you!”

He was practically banging his head against the floor, kowtowing like his life depended on it, his forehead already crimson with the blood of a lesser

wolf.

“It was Carson! He was going to kill me! If I didn’t talk, I swear I would’ve died! Please, please spare my life!”

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My teacup hit the saucer with a soft, decisive clink.

Leo’s body gave a sudden, violent jolt.

Am I angry?” I asked, my voice flat.

Leo froze, then looked up, his gaze meeting my perfectly calm, unreadable face.

His eyes searched mine, a dawning question in them: I’m… I’m not angry?

‘Actually, I always intended for you to be the one to tell my uncle a few things,” I said, my voice still perfectly level. “You did

Leo looked utterly dumbfounded.

Was he just now realizing… this had all been my plan?

That he was just a pawn in my game?

The chilling realization must have washed over him, but it was quickly followed by a surge of pure, wild euphoria.

He wouldn’t die!

Thank you, Miss Miller! Thank you for sparing my life!” He began to kowtow frantically again.

Get up, I said, a flicker of impatience in my voice.“I’m keeping you around because you’re still useful. I won’t let you die.”

eo stared at me, as if trying to discern if I was truly serious about letting him live.

gave him his next assignment.

Find the right time to tell my uncle about Lola’s true origins.”

very

well.‘

With the revelation of Wendy pouring her heart and soul into raising a pup for her first love, I knew Uncle would finally give up on her.

eo quickly bowed his head, a meek ‘yes‘ escaping his lips.

That woman’s calculating mind–it was truly terrifying!

he intended to utterly destroy Wendy and Lola.

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Carson had wrapped up everything with Wendy, and I knew he was back in the Los Angeles territory.

le spent hours alone in his study there, long past midnight, I understood.

When Evan finally arrived home, I learned the butler, his face etched with worry, approached him.

heard the butler’s voice, thick with worry, as he spoke to Evan.“Young Master,” he said, “the Master went into his study after he came back and hasn’t ome out since. We tried to bring him dinner, but he wouldn’t open the door.”

van paused, his hand going to his collar, tugging at it with a sharp jerk as his own wolf paced with anxiety.“I’ll go up and check on him, I heard him eply. “Bring some snacks over.”

watched as the butler brought a tray of snacks. Evan took it, his steps heavy as he ascended the stairs, stopping before Carson’s study door. He rapped oftly.

Dad,‘ Evan called out, his voice quiet.

iilence hung heavy from behind the closed door for a single beat, then Carson’s voice, raspy and low, broke the stillness

Come in.

Evan pushed the door open and stepped inside, placing the porridge and pastries on the table.

Dad, you need to eat something.”

Carson nodded, picking up a pastry but making no move to eat it.

Seeing his father like that, a familiar ache settled in Evan’s chest.

Dad…

Isabella probably took the assets, Carson said, trying for a casual tone. It’s not like the pack is out anything

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Evan fell silent. A couple billion credits was hardly a dent in the Grant Pack’s fortune.

Carson ran a hand over his face, his voice rough. “I’ve always tried to do right by Wendy,” he said.“I never wanted you to see any of this…”

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Evan settled into a chair next to him.“Dad,” he began, his tone gentle, you’ve always known Mom’s heart wasn’t truly with the Grant Pack. Everyone has heir own desires. Don’t let it weigh on you so much.”

watched Carson as he turned to Evan, a complicated expression playing across his features – a look I rarely saw on an Alpha of his stature. Your nother and I dissolved our bond amicably,” he began, his voice surprisingly gentle. “I know this has been difficult for you, son.”

heard Evan had shaken his head. He stood up, walking over to Carson.“Dad,” he told him, “let me help you back to your room to rest.”

watched Carson slowly nod, letting Evan help him back to his room to rest.

knew his back was hunched, as if every ounce of his spirit had been completely drained from him.

The very next day, Carson came to find me.

was in my office, elbow–deep in paperwork, when he walked in. It wasn’t a surprise. Not even close.

Uncle Carson.”

met Carson’s gaze, my own expression calm and composed. Yet, in the depths of his eyes, I saw a complicated swirl of emotions, a silent testament to

he turmoil he carried.

knew it. If I hadn’t intervened, the Grant Pack would have taken a colossal fall when Wendy finally crossed the line. He’d spent decades conquering the erritory’s business world, only to be almost brought down by the she–wolf he shared his bed with.

Isabella, his voice rasped, Thank you for this.”

pulled a black bank card from the drawer and slid it across the desk towards him.

Carson,” I said. This is all the pack–wealth Aunt Sue transferred out. Every last cent.”

explained calmly, “I had a feeling something was off with Aunt Sue. I noticed she was selling off territory assets, acting a little strangely, so I kept an ye on things and had someone follow up. My concern was that telling you directly would affect your blood bond, and I doubted you’d believe me at hat point, so I just took the liberty of intercepting the funds first.”

I had planned to tell you when the time was right, but….”

didn’t need to finish the sentence; Carson understood completely.

He stared at the card, and I could tell the emotion swelling in his chest wasn’t annoyance at my meddling, but a profound wave of gratitude and mmense relief.

And I knew, in that moment, he saw it clearly: who truly was his family.

The ones who looked out for him, who put the Grant Pack name first.

He picked up the card and said solemnly to me, “Isabella, keep this money. Your uncle hasn’t given you much, and