Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 594

Chapter 594.

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I stared at the mental pulse message Emily had sent across the Howlnet, a playful, cold smile curving my lips. My wolf paced in the back of my mind, her hackles rising at the sheer audacity of the Beta she–wolf.

Using my mother’s–the former Luna’s–belongings as bait?

Emily really had some nerve! Her scent must be reeking of

of desperation for her to stoop this low.

She truly knew how to hit me right where it hurt, every single time! The bond I held with my mother’s memory was sacred, a tether lineage she’d left behind.

And I just hadn’t wanted her to get off easy. If she wanted to play predatory games, I would sho..

Well, here was my opening.

Slowly, deliberately, I focused my intent and pulsed a single word back through the link.

“Okay.”

The message went through the telepathic ether.

her who the true Alpha was.

to the

I could almost picture Emily in the Miller den, her communication stone clutched in her hand, her inner wolf growing more anxious by the second as she waited for my reply.

Then, I imagined the low chime of her stone, and the smug, cold smile that must have spread across her face when she saw my single word: Okay.‘

But then, I caught a subtle shift in my mental projection of her, a flicker of something unsettling.

Her eyes would narrow, as if she were mentally replaying our past, trying to reconcile my calm with what she expected. She probably thought I should be throwing a fit, losing my Alpha composure completely, especially with a mention of my late Luna mother.

So, my unsettling calm must have thrown her.

But

any

flicker of doubt she felt was quickly squashed by her greed. I saw the resolve harden in her eyes through our distant pack–link. She was probably telling herself this whole thing was my fault, that she’d only thought of framing me because she’d just found out today that Andrew was trying to force her into a blood bond with Alpha Lee.

What kind of preparations could I have possibly made beforehand? she must have convinced herself, dismissing any challenge.

I must have been easy prey, so distraught over my dead mother that I’d fallen into the trap so easily–that’s what Emily must have told herself. My wolf let out a dry, mocking huff.

Then, a triumphant smirk must have curved Emily’s lips. I could almost picture it: her imagining me, submission beneath that greasy Alpha Lee.

broken and crying, forced into a

And then, she’d record the evidence with a vision–stone. Videos to threaten me, to ensure my silence before the Pack Council.

I’d become the Miller family’s blood bag, milked dry of my Alpha essence until the family was back on its feet. And then? Then she wouldn’t have to bond with that fat bastard. That was her sick dream–to trade my life for her freedom.

Even now, she still clung to that untouchable air, like the Miller family’s prized heiress she believed herself to be.

I knew how they saw me: the high–and–mighty Miss Miller, spoiled and untouchable. They probably even believed they could just command me to return the Fire territory.

Once she was done using me, she’d release that vision–scroll and utterly destroy my/reputation within the Silvermoon Pack

I knew she’d be watching, waiting to see if Grayson would still protect me once she’d stripped me of my dignity and my status. This plan was simply flawless. Absolutely seamless. For a Beta.

The next evening.

I arrived at the Haven Dream Sanctuary half an hour early. The air here was thick with the scent of high–status pheromones and expensive

incense.

As I stepped through the arched stone doors, the general manager of the Sanctuary–an older Beta with impeccable posture—was already there, waiting for me.

“Miss Isabella,” he said, his head bowed in respect, “Lord Grayson has instructed me to follow your lead on everything.”

The moment I saw him, I reached into my cloak, pulled out my communication stone, and initiated a link with Grayson.

The connection was established almost instantly. Grayson’s voice, brimming with amusement and the deep, resonant vibration of an Alpha, purred through my mind,“What’s up? Miss me already?”

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A blush crept up my cheeks, warming my skin, as I glanced back at the Sanctuary manager, who was trailing behind me like a shadow. My wolf stirred, her tail wagging at the sound of our chosen mate’s voice.

“I can handle this myself.”

“Hmm, I know,” Grayson’s voice was laced with affection, the mental link transmitting the warmth of his pheromones.“I just hope your ‘game time‘ doesn’t take up too much of your energy. I want more of that time for me.”

Even though Grayson’s words were perfectly normal, to me, they sounded sweeter than any declaration of a fated–mate bond.

I glanced back again, noticing the manager had already discreetly moved several steps away, granting me all the privacy I could need within the telepathic range.

A faint, involuntary smile curved my lips.

“If my highness is pleased, will you give me some time tonight after you’re done?”

Grayson’s voice had a hint of pathetic pleading, a rare sound from such a powerful Alpha.

My cheeks flushed a delicate pink.“Why are you making it sound so pathetic, like I hardly ever spend time with you?”

A sigh carried through the link, and Grayson’s voice dropped low, vibrating against my consciousness.“Ever since the rare moon–crystals from

the K–7 mine started being extracted, have you forgotten how long it’s been since you spent time with me?”

I thought for a moment, my wolf tilting her head in my mind, then instinctively

“It hasn’t been that long, has it? I think… only two days.”

To me, in the long life of a shifter, that really didn’t feel like a long time at all, “Only two days‘ isn’t long?” Grayson sounded like he couldn’t believe it.“Any longer, and you might forget you even have a mate.” “No way!” I retorted, a helpless laugh escaping me.“Fine, once I’ve personally seen them go in, I’ll come find you at the den.”

I heard Grayson’s delighted laugh through the link.“I’ll come pick you up in my obsidian rover.”

“Okay.”

sponded, then severed the link, the softness in my eyes instantly vanishing. My inner wolf sharpened her claws, ready for the hunt.

s only then that the Sanctuary manager finally approached me.

voice turned cool as I spoke, the authority of my lineage bleeding into my tone.

Let’s go.

To the surveillance room.”

At my words, the manager immediately replied respectfully, “Please follow me, Miss.”

Guided by the manager, we made our way to the hidden chamber where the surveillance runes were housed.

the heav

I pushed open oak door and stepped inside, but the warrior guard at the entrance immediately reached out, blocking my path with a muscular arm.

“Miss, this is a restricted area. Authorized pack personnel only.”

But then his gaze shifted to the general manager standing right behind me. His eyes widened slightly as he recognized the seal of the Ward lineage, and he instantly retreated, stepping aside and gesturing for me to enter.

“Please, come in!”

Inside the monitoring room, the few staff members present–all low–ranking shifters rose to their feet in instinctive submission to my Alpha

scent.

I walked directly to the main control console, my eyes reflecting the glow of the vision–stones.“I need full access,” I stated.

The person in charge glanced at the manager first, and seeing no objection, he immediately pulsed his energy into the runes, pulling up the surveillance footage at my request.

In less than a minute, he had the live feed from Presidential Suite 1809 on screen.

I knew this was surveillance footage that was absolutely never meant for public eyes under the Ancient Wolf Pacts.

Haven Dream wasn’t a regular lodge; it was a playground exclusively for the wealthy Alphas of the various pack territories.

The sanctuary also recorded visions for its guests‘ personal use–usually for blackmail or security.

This was a detail known only to the most exclusive clients of the high–clans.

Alpha Lee knew, but Emily had no idea!

sat on the Then, on the monitor screen, Emily appeared. She was wearing a revealing black silk slip that clung to her curves, her face adorned with heavy,

meticulous makeup to mask her Beta features. She was holding a glass of dark blood–wine, eagerly offering it to Alpha Lee, wh

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Alpha Lee was bloated and corpulent, his balding head shiny with grease. His beady eyes gleamed with undisguised lust, his predatory gaze practically stripping Emily where she stood.

I watched Emily, a strained expression on her face, her scent likely spiked with suppressed nausea, pick up the glass of wine and move toward Alpha Lee.

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