Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 579

Chapter 579.

Lole died, but from what I gathered through the pack–links, it didn’t even ripple in Wendy’s heart. My wolf let out a low, final breath of closure, the girl who had usurped our place was finally returned to the earth.

After that, people started to say Wendy became a living ghost within the territory.

She stopped leaving her den, stopped seeing any members of the pack. She just stayed in that tiny room, day after day, her scent fading into nothingness

in she stared at the stone walls.

It was as if the turning of the lunar cycles had lost all meaning for her.

She remained in that state, isolated and disconnected from the collective howl, until word eventually reached her–a rumor carried on the wind, or a tark reality that Evan had finally formed a Blood Bond with the woman he loved, a she–wolf who loved him just as fiercely in return.

Devoid of any last shred of will, Wendy passed away on a freezing winter night when the moon was hidden by clouds.

it wasn’t until her neighbors noticed the bitter scent of decay emanating from her apartment that the Pack Enforcers were finally called.

When they arrived and forced their way inside, they found Wendy’s body on the cold floor, her limbs already stiff with the finality of death Evan bought her a burial plot in the outer woods and had her interred, but there was no funeral, no ceremonial howl to honor her passing.

And that was how her story ultimately played out.

Now that Wendy and Lola were finally dealt with, my full attention, along with Carson’s, pivoted entirely to Elder Alpha Grant. His recovery was all hat mattered to our bloodline.

We were in the top–floor High Alpha suite at the Grand Citadel Healing Center.

The Elder Alpha’s face was ruddy with returning strength, and he tackled his physical therapy with a surprising amount of predatory energy.

Honestly, if it wasn’t for the sterile scent of the healing den, I would’ve never guessed he’d just suffered a major cerebral blood–surge.

His scrying stone pulsed, and I saw it was a video link from an old friend. He motioned for the young Omega caregiver to help him sit up, then took the tone and activated the projection.

He flexed his powerful arm, beaming as he bragged to his old pack–mate:

See this? My arms and legs lift so easily now. Find me another old wolf who’s had a brain hemorrhage and is as healthy as I am! It’s me! Because I have in amazing granddaughter! Heh heh heh!”

fis movements were so fluid, so quick, it was hard to believe he’d just been rescued from the brink of the Great Sleep.

That man, I realized, was asking Grandpa Grant for advice because he was an elder too, his own constitution weakening, his internal vessels prone to ursting under the pressure of his rank.

Let me tell you, it was only during this stay in the healing den that I really learned about these nano–alchemical spirits. They don’t just save your life in ritical moments; they can also detect hidden risks to your life–force! Honestly, my Isabella had already checked me out. If I hadn’t gotten so furious, I wouldn’t have had this attack.”

knew the whole situation with the Elder Alpha’s daughter–in–law was hardly a secret in the high–ranking pack circles anymore.

till, his friend didn’t bring it up. It wasn’t exactly a glorious topic for a howl–gathering, especially since the Grant family had me, and I was bonded vith Grayson.

One was a healer with their very lives in his hands, the other was an Alpha untouchable in the global trade dominion. No one dared to gossip about the Grant bloodline.

The moment the old wolf heard about the nano–spirits‘ ability to scan the body, he immediately arranged a full check–up for his own wolf.

They chatted for a long time, until I arrived at his bedside.

Grandpa finally ended his call.

Grandpa, you’re still recovering. Try to rest and not talk so much.”

My grandfather chuckled in response, his scent warm and affectionate.“Okay, okay, I’ll listen to Isabella”

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A short while later, Grayson came in.

He’d already handled Grandpa Grant’s discharge scrolls, we were finally here to take him back to the family estate.

The moment our carriage pulled up to the Grant estate, I was already helping Grandpa out of the vehicle.

Just then, I heard the hurried footsteps of our butler, rushing out to greet us, his scent spiked with the sharp tang of nervous sweat.

“Miss Isabella, there’s a guest here for you.” He practically scurried, a bead of sweat tracing his temple.

I finished carefully guiding Grandpa Grant to solid ground, my gaze still on him as I asked, “Who is it? My uncle mentioned something… is it that person?”

We’d planned to leave together, but Carson got an urgent telepathic summons right as we were about to head out, so he hadn’t joined us at the healing

den.

It wasn’t like the whole pack needed to be there just to pick Grandpa up, anyway.

Yes, the special envoy from the R–Realm Pack is here.”

I paused, a surge of surprise hitting my wolf. She pricked her ears, sensing a shift in the wind.

Which meant the special envoy from the R–Realm was here for me, specifically.

“I understand,” I said, not letting the news rush me or throw me off my rhythm.

I continued to assist Grandpa out of the carriage, and together we entered the great hall of the Grant family’s main house.

The moment I stepped into the living room, a man approached me, executing a perfectly standard aristocratic bow.

“My dear Miss Miller, good day. I am the special envoy of the Royal Bloodline of the R–Realm, and I have been dispatched by His Majesty the King to seek your assistance.”

I gave him a brief nod, then settled Grandpa comfortably onto the fur–lined sofa before speaking.

‘Please, go on.”

The envoy’s expression was earnest, even a touch desperate. His pheromones were heavy with the scent of anxiety and high–stakes diplomacy. ‘Our Royal Luna–Princess fell victim to a mysterious illness a year ago. Her muscles began to atrophy, and her respiratory system failed. Now, she’s kept alive only by ancient life–support relics. We’ve sought out the best healers across the globe, but they’ve all been powerless.”

That was until we saw the Howlnet reports of you saving lives at the carriage crash site… and then learned of your successful treatment of Elder Alpha Grant. Our King is convinced that only your nano–alchemical spirits hold the potential to perform a miracle.”

The envoy’s voice was thick with excitement and anticipation.

Our King has made it clear that if you agree to help, His Majesty pledges the R–Realm’s richest, and the world’s only untapped, ‘K–7 moon–conduit nineral deposit as your reward.”

The K–7 deposit!

My heart gave a little jolt, and my wolf stood up, pacing with interest.

knew that deposit.

t was the most crucial, most indispensable link in Grayson’s trade empire for building next–generation psychic communication technology over the next decade.

knew that even though the royal family had reclaimed the mining rights, the situation in the R–Realm remained chaotic, with rogue military packs constantly vying with them for control of the territory.

In my previous life, Grayson had paid a heavy price in blood and gold to acquire it!

If I could get my hands on this mine for him…

Though my heart raced with excitement, I kept my face utterly calm, my scent masked as if I hadn’t been swayed in the slightest.

The envoy saw my unchanging expression. I knew he was well aware of his pack’s precarious situation, and a slight awkwardness flickered across his

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