Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 576

teeth, ready to tear her apart. My wolf let out a satisfied growl; the hunt was nearing its end.

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The How lovet live stream feed frose, the image a still she of the towering dust cloud that had erupted skyward over the ruins of the

I watched as Lola and Wendy became pariahs overnight, the pack‘ condemnation a deafening how that echoed across every psychic platform. Then private tensions deisile den addresses, Howlet frequencies, everything had been viciously leaked by furious pack members. I imagined the costum, harassing telepathic pings flowsding their minds, the den–hotel araff probably dealing with piles of trash and romen carcasses left at their dam.

I wasn’t long before the bourd, unable to tolerate the chinos and the scent of unrest, had them evicted. They were kicked out of the sanctuary den, but I knew, even then, this was far from met

Then, the Pack Council stepped in Acting on public complaints and violations of the Ancient Wolf Covenant, they immediately launched an investigation, freezing all their assets–How Inet ledgers, stock tributes, emergency funds everything they could get their claws on, citing massive charity fraud against the pack’s pups.

When Wendy finally got the news, I could only imagine her reaction–a complete mental meltdown And Lola, I imagined her staring at the Ledger Frozen alerts flashing red across her Howlnet device. Her eyes would have gone wide, then her world would’ve spun into darkness as her wolf collapsed within her.

“My credits my credits!

She barely managed that single desperate cry before she hit the floor. Lola, I pictured, curled into a tight, agonizing ball, her inner wolf whimpering in the shadows of her mind. That sudden collapse, I knew, must have terrified Wendy.

Wendy rushed to Lola, practically throwing herself at her, pulling her into a tight hug.“Lola, Lola, are you okay?”

Lola clutched her head, her mouth opening and closing in a silent gasp. It was as if the revelations of the recording had transformed into a silver drill, frantically churning inside her brain, relentlessly boring into her nerves and blocking her connection to her wolf. The pain stole her voice, leaving only a hoarse gasp in her throat before her eyes fluttered shut.

“Lola! Wake up! Don’t scare your mother–wolf like this!”

Wendy didn’t dare call for a pack ambulance. She was terrified that a mob of furious Alphas would arrive before the healers did. With considerable effort, she managed to get Lola into the pack transport and drove her to the Infirmary.

The Infirmary.

The red ritual light above the emergency room pulsed, blindingly bright. A healer–Beta in scrubs walked out, his face grave.

“Lola’s pack–kin?”

At the healer’s call, Wendy lunged forward, grabbing his arm.

“Doctor! How is my daughter? What happened to her?!”

The healer flinched, but he’d seen countless distraught pack members like this in the Infirmary, so he didn’t seem to care. Instead, he pushed up his glasses and spoke in a formal, detached tone:

“The patient’s condition is very critical. Has she had a head injury in the past? The blood clot in her brain is pressing on her nerves, and we need to perform emergency brain surgery immediately.”

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When the doctor mentioned a previous injury and a blood clot in her brain, I watched as Wendy’s entire world seemed to crumble around her. Her legs buckled, and for a terrifying second, I thought she might collapse.

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Then, with a desperate surge of energy, she gripped the healer’s arm again, her voice cracking. “Then… then do it! Hurry! You have to save her, no matter what!”

The doctor, his voice still measured, broke through her frantic plea. The surgery carries significant risks to her wolf’s essence, and the tribute cost will be substantial.” He held out a parchment.“This is the surgical consent form. Please look it over. And you’ll need to pay a hundred thousand credit deposit first. The subsequent expenses will only climb higher.”

One hundred thousand credits.

Just yesterday, that staggering amount of tribute would have been pocket change to Wendy–the cost of a new silver–studded pelt or a designer collar. But now, I knew, it was an insurmountable wall. Now, that hidden truth seemed to transform into a crushing mountain, pressing down on her, stealing her breath.

All my ledgers were

ere frozen! What was I going to do?

I sensed Wendy’s panic, a desperation that must have brought her to the brink of tears.

“The credits… I’ll… I’ll find them, I promise! Doctor, please, can you just operate on her now?” Wendy’s voice was a desperate plea.

I knew the healer must have seen countless omegas and fallen Alphas unable to afford emergency care. Yet, I could almost feel his gaze on Wendy, assessing her expensive silk wraps, her perfectly groomed fur. She certainly didn’t look like someone who couldn’t pay the

tribute.

He must have been oblivious to the public scandal, the Howlnet stream that had just torn her world apart. If he’d known the truth about what Wendy and Lola had said, about their ruined reputation within the Silvermoon Pack, I knew his expression would have hardened, his willingness to help vanished. Otherwise, he would have surely turned them away to the rogue lands.

“Pay a small deposit for admission now, and settle the remaining balance within three days,” he instructed. “Then we can proceed with

the surgery.”

I knew Wendy must have been weeping, her thanks coming out in choked sobs. I pictured her hand trembling as she signed the consent form, her name a messy scrawl, barely legible, like something a ghost had etched into the stone,

Then, I could almost see her rushing to the admissions desk, fumbling through her pouch and pulling out every credit note she had–barely a few hundred. She handed it over, her voice barely a whisper, “I’ll bring the rest back later, I promise.”

I knew the cashier, who’d definitely been watching the live stream on the Howlnet, probably didn’t recognize Wendy at all. Her face must have been completely streaked with tears by then, distorting her features beyond recognition.

*Alright, make sure you pay the rest of the surgery fees as soon as possible.”

“Y–yes, yes, okay! I’ll do it as fast as I can!”

I knew Wendy took the payment slip straight to the inpatient ward, handed it to the nurse–wolf, and finally got Lola admitted. Once Lola was settled, I knew Wendy must have retreated to the stone stairwell, pulling out her telepathic link and frantically scrolling through her contacts. I could just imagine her calling all those wealthy she–wolves who used to lavish her with “sister–wolf” titles, desperate for help.

Those insiders, the ones who’d once called her Luna of the Grant Pack‘ with sickening sweetness, now shunned her like she was a silver–poisoned rogue. I knew exactly how that felt, how quickly pack loyalties evaporated. Their links to her were either hung up mid–sentence, went straight to psychic voicemail, or she found herself blocked entirely from their circles.

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It was the ultimate betrayal: everyone jumping at the chance to kick her when she was down, her fair–weather pack–kin scattering like leaves in the wind. I knew, in that moment, she was finally feeling the brutal sting of that reality–how quickly the pack turns its back when you’re at your lowest rank.

She’d always believed that kind of brutal reality would never touch her, that she was somehow immune to being cast out. I knew she was about to learn just how wrong she was. I knew the underlying truth that made this moment so utterly devastating for her. Before, as the mate of an Alpha Grant, perhaps she’d been shielded from such harsh realities. But that protection was gone now.

I watched her device battery tick down, one bar at a time, each fading pixel a mirror to how her heart seemed to sink, bit by bit, into a frozen abyss.

What now? I couldn’t just stand by and watch Lola die.

I knew that for her, Lola was the living testament to her and Adrian’s forbidden love, the singular reason she drew breath. And then, I knew a name had just surfaced for her, pulled from the depths of her memory.

The name that surfaced in Wendy’s desperate mind was Susan–her father’s illegitimate pup, the pack–kin sister she utterly despised and steadfastly refused to acknowledge.

The sheer thought of asking Susan for help must have felt like a punch to Wendy’s gut, a brutal assault on her pride. But then Lola’s face, her daughter’s fragile life, must have flashed before her eyes, overriding everything. Wendy found Susan’s frequency and dialed.

The link rang for what felt like an eternity before a voice finally answered, lazy and laced with a hint of mockery.

“Well, well, big sister. To what do I owe the pleasure? Looking for Andrew? Want me to grab him for you?”

Wendy’s cheeks were flushed, a deep, burning red. She buried her face, her voice so soft it was barely a whisper.

“No, I… I was hoping you could help me with something.”

“A favor?” Susan scoffed, a sound laced with disbelief, as if I’d just told the funniest joke her wolf had ever heard.“Did I hear that right? Sister, you actually need my help?”

“I…” I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. The humiliation choked me, making it impossible for my wolf to breathe.“I need credits,” I forced out, my voice barely a whisper.“Please… could you lend me some?”

Hearing Wendy beg her like that, I watched as Susan’s expression twisted into something sickeningly sweet.“Beg me?” she repeated, her voice dripping with relish.

“Yes, please, I’m begging you. Help me out just this once. I’ve never asked you for anything in my entire life.”

I could almost hear Susan’s triumphant sneer when Wendy finally had to humble herself.“Of course, you never had to beg me before,” she’d undoubtedly said, venom dripping from every word. “Because you were the high–and–mighty Garrett she–wolf, the Luna of the Grant Pack. And I? I was just the bastard pup, hidden from the territory.”

I knew how deeply those old resentments ran, how Wendy had always looked down on Susan, and how Susan must have savored every second of this hierarchy reversal.

Wendy’s body swayed, and I watched her grit her teeth.“As long as you lend me the credits,” she choked out, “I’ll do whatever you want! I’ll sign a blood–IOU, and I’ll work like an omega to repay you for the rest of my life!”

A moment of silence stretched from the other end of the line, then Susan’s laugh echoed.

“You really do care about your first love’s pup, don’t you? Giving up all your dignity for her.”

I watched Wendy’s hands clench into tight fists, her knuckles bone–white. It was clear she despised having to beg Susan, the pack–kin

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I imagined Wendy, probably about to soften her tone, to try and appeal to some shred of pack decency, when Susan cut her off again. Her voice, I pictured, would have been laced with pure mockery.

“You want credits?” Susan would have drawled, dragging out the words. “Alright. Come to my den, get on your knees and beg me, and

then I’ll consider it.”

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