Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 599

Chapter 599.

Emily didn’t even get a proper blood–bonding ceremony before she was shipped off to the for–tong

Officially, the Howlnet story was that they’d decided to head to the Northern coastal lands for a honeymoon que fire, so by the “private world” as a fated pair.

And just like that, Emily was gone. Packed away like a piece of tribute cargo, showed oneo Alpha Lee’s pfixas dry–west comme shipped straight out of the Silvermoon territory,

Even without Andrew’s command, she was powerless to resist the crushing, aura of a sugetor klika

I could practically hear the wheels turning in her head. Since her wolf was too suppressed to fight it, I knew the dready decided that becoming Alpha Lee’s bonded mate and indulging in the life of a wealthy pack–dame wouldn’t be such a terrible dense

What other choice did she think her wolf had?

But I knew, with a chilling certainty, just how utterly naive she was. My own wolf pacing inside my mind, her siber for bristling with a cold, dark anticipation.

That “destination ceremony” everyone buzzed about on the telepathic links? It was nothing more than the terrifying beginning of a personal hell.

The very day Emily’s caravan touched down, she was locked away in the subterranean dungeon of a seaside villa by Alpha Lex

I knew it was a room specifically designed for his depraved, predatory tastes.

I knew that room. The stone walls were carved with all sorts of vile runes and covered with silver–plated tools, each one designed to inflict pure terror on a wolf’s healing factor.

The instant Emily saw them, her she–wolf must have spun around, her only thought to flee back into the safety of the woods. But Alpha Lee, his massive body a mountain of muscle and dominant pheromones, was already blocking the stone doorway. She crashed into his chest, thrown back to land hard on the cold, damp concrete floor.

Alpha Lee, his face chillingly gentle as he let his wolf’s golden eyes bleed through, advanced step by agonizing step. His smile, I knew, was a twisted horror far worse than any rogue demon’s.

Emily, in a desperate attempt to fend him off, snatched the first silver goblet she could reach and hurled it at Alpha Lee.

It was useless. Her defiance only inflamed his Alpha rage, inviting a brutality far worse than anything before.

Alpha Lee’s massive frame crushed her, his cruel smirk twisting his features as he savored the terror and despair etched onto her face, the scent of her fear–sweat filling his nostrils.

Emily’s screams tore through the silence of the dungeon, raw and utterly desperate, an unheeded howl for a pack that had already sold

her.

But her terror, her desperate pleas, were nothing but fuel to his depravity.

He chuckled, a sickening sound that vibrated in the small space. “The louder you scream and howl, the better my mood might get Who knows, maybe I’ll even let your wolf run free. Hahahaha.”

His booming laughter threatened to swallow Emily’s cries whole

By the end of that first lunar cycle, her throat was already raw and shredded from screaming. No sound could escape her she wolf

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anymore; even her mental link was a shattered mess.

Numbness must have taken over.

She was nothing more than a broken doll, left to his perverse whims, a silent vessel for his twisted desires.

Trapped in that deep den, she lost all sense of moon–phase or sun–rise, of how much time had bled away into the stone.

Until one day, the heavy iron door to the dungeon finally swung open. Two Alpha enforcers hauled her out, dumping her unceremoniously into a marble washroom.

They scrubbed her clean with brutal efficiency, as if she were nothing more than a soiled pelt, then shoved her into an expensive,

rune–woven gown.

From there, I watched as she was marched straight into the villa’s opulent banquet hall.

Alpha Lee was there, deep in conversation with a younger Alpha, clearly immersed in some territory–trade deal.

The two he–wolves were chatting and laughing, but the moment Emily caught sight of the newcomer, I saw a shiver run through her. Every hair on her arms seemed to bristle, her wolf cowering in the furthest corner of her mind.

I could tell, purely from her reaction, that she instinctively sensed the he–wolf was dangerous. He exuded the same predatory pheromones as Alpha Lee, a kindred spirit in their depravity.

Emily froze, rooted to the spot. Her gaze darted around, betraying her desperate desire to escape, but the room was swarming with Alpha bodyguards.

These he–wolves weren’t just here to protect Alpha Lee; I realized they were there to guard her, to ensure she couldn’t shift and run! When Alpha Lee saw Emily, a greasy smile stretched across his jowly face.

He waved Emily over, a gesture so dismissive it was like he was summoning a low–rank pup he owned.

“Come here,” he barked, his voice carrying the weight of an Alpha command.

Emily’s body stiffened, her feet heavy as lead.

I could see she didn’t want to move, but an enforcer behind her gave her a shove, propelling her toward Alpha Lee.

Alpha Lee yanked her into his arms, his hand immediately roaming over her body without an ounce of shame, parading her like a trophy to his business partner across the room.

“Alpha Ward, look, this is my carefully chosen ‘token of sincerity.‘ She’s very compliant and quite entertaining.”

Alpha Ward’s greedy eyes, utterly devoid of pack–honor, swept over Emily.

He licked his lips, a profoundly satisfied expression settling on his face.

“Do you like what you see?” Lee’s smirk widened, oozing triumph.“If so, she can keep your wolf company tonight. Just sign this binding scroll, and she’s yours. My gift to you.”

A gift.

As those utterly cynical words sank in, I saw it in her eyes–something fundamental, something vital to her she–wolf’s soul, just… broke.

She wasn’t even a person anymore.

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Alpha Ward waved a dismissive hand.“She’s not worth that much profit to me.”

Alpha Lee leaned in and whispered something to Simon Ward, and the he–wolf’s gaze on Emily grew even more explicit, lingering too long on her throat.

I could just barely make out fragments through the telepathic surveillance-“Miller line heiress,““fair game,“disposable.” The words hit Emily like a physical blow, and I watched her sway on her feet, a subtle tremor running through her.

“Pleasure doing business!”

Simon Ward roared with laughter, then snatched up the quill and scrawled his name across the binding scroll.

But under my despairing gaze, he didn’t hesitate, closing the distance and squeezing the soft flesh of her waist.

He grabbed her wrist, dragging her toward the subterranean dungeons.

Emily twisted her head, her eyes locking on Alpha Lee. Wasn’t she his mated–mate?

Didn’t he care that his own mate was being given away, used like a mere object?

What crushed her even further was Alpha Lee’s scoff, a silent, brutal sneer that echoed his contempt: And she actually thought she was worthy of any Alpha’s consideration?

They dragged Emily back to that hellish basement. I knew she was in for another week of unimaginable suffering.

When Lee finally went to see her in the dungeon, I barely recognized her. She was disoriented, a skeletal ghost of a she–wolf.

He showed no surprise. With a casual flick of his wrist, he motioned for his bodyguards to ‘get rid of her.‘

Even though I felt trapped in a living hell, a primal instinct screamed within her: she didn’t want to die.

So, as Alpha Lee turned to leave, I saw her reach out a desperate hand and clutch at the fabric of his expensive trousers.

I knew she must have clung to one desperate thought: I don’t want to die.

Alpha Lee just smiled, a chilling, almost appreciative twist of his lips. It was a smile that made me sick to my stomach, because it spoke volumes–that he saw her as nothing more than a plaything, and a surprisingly durable one at that.

Emily was sent to the pack infirmary, and I could only imagine the terror she endured there. Even after her injuries supposedly healed through forced regeneration, Alpha Lee didn’t spare a single thought for her well–being. He just kept parading her in front of his business partners, or worse, using her himself.

She had completely devolved into nothing more than a doll, to be used and discarded at his whim.

What truly baffled me, though, was Emily’s unbreakable will to survive. Even after everything she’d been through, after being reduced to such a wretched state, she still clung to life with a ferocity that was almost impossible to comprehend.

What Emily didn’t know was that night at the Shadow–Grip Sanctuary, when I’d shattered her life, I’d also made her my experiment. I’d implanted micro–runic mana–mites in her brain, specifically designed to stimulate her neural pathways and keep a fierce will to survive burning within her wolf.

Back in Fire’s alchemical sanctum, I finally retrieved the data streaming directly from Emily’s body via the mana–link.

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