Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 613

Chapter 613.

The spotlight flashed back to life, drawing every eye in the room towards its blinding beam. It pierced through the dim, pheromone–heavy ballrou landing squarely on the grand entrance of the Garrett sanctuary. A low, drawn–out ‘creeeak` of ancient wood and iron echoed through the silence the heavy doors slowly began to swing open

My wolf stilled in anticipation, her ears perked within my mind. My breath hitched. All eyes, including mine, were riveted on that shimmering rectangle of light.

Then, he was there. Bathed in the stark lunar–white beam, a young he–wolf emerged, seated in a wheelchair, gently pushed forward by an attenda He wore a crisp white suit, a stark contrast to his face, which was refined and strikingly handsome despite its unnatural pallor and the gauntness thi poke of a long, debilitating spirit–slumber.

But it was his eyes that seized my attention. They were undeniably bright, vibrant, and incredibly alive–the unmistakable spark of a recovered Alph

fis eyes were open. He was conscious‘ It was Garrett Muchen‘

le was truly awake.

The entire hall erupted in a collective gasp that ruffled the fur of the more sensitive wolves in the room, immediately followed by a frantic buzz of vhispers. He was awake. The wolf they’d called spirit–locked for three years, awake.

Oh my God! Am I seeing this right? Garrett Muchen is actually awake”

How is this even possible? What on earth happened”

Did the Garrett family manage to get Miss Miller to step in ”

Mr. Garrett genuinely dotes on his youngest pup” I heard someone exclaim.

The murmur of voices swelled, one louder than the next, and in an instant, the crowd that had been fawning over Julia completely dispersed. They ravitated, almost instinctively, towards Garrett Muchen, drawn by the sudden flare of his awakening Alpha aura.

Most of the wolves at this Garrett Naming Day feast hadn’t even been invited to the private ritual where I’d worked on the Garrett Patriarch. They adn’t been present to witness his miraculous recovery, but now, seeing a dormant patient revived? It was utterly astonishing! My ritual expertise wa learly operating on a level they couldn’t even begin to grasp.

ven Elder Master Miller’s face had tightened, a grim mask of displeasure that soured his scent. He’d clearly intended to use this very Naming Day to levate Julia’s standing within the Silvermoon Pack, but he hadn’t accounted for my earlier intervention, for the fact that I’d already healed Garrett Auchen’s spirit–core. His grand scheme had barely begun before it was utterly thwarted, snatched right from under his muzzle.

alia, I noted, had certainly matured in her deception. Her face still held that serene, almost ethereal smile, as if the buzz of discussion and lavish praise irected at me simply didn’t exist, didn’t touch her at all.

eneath Julia’s composed smile, however, my keen Alpha senses caught the subtle clenching of her hands, a tell–tale sign of the fierce resentment I new simmered within her. Her claws, I was certain, were digging deep into her palms.

I was me again. I could practically hear her bitter thoughts scream my name through the mind–link she shared with no one. I knew the cycle with Julia Every time she thought she was finally catching up, finally standing on equal footing with me, I’d somehow, effortlessly, crush all her hard work and ride, even when I wasn’t around. I could practically feel the humiliation and fury eating away at her from the inside, like venomous silver gnawing at er heart.

watched her closely, anticipating an outburst. But just as she seemed on the verge of shifting in rage, her gaze glazed over, as if a thought had snapped her back. She must have remembered something Aurora told her, because the raw edge of her anger seemed to melt away. Her tightly clenched fists lowly relaxed, and a perfectly composed smile, almost too perfect, lifted the corners of her lips.

On stage, Henry was still gushing with gratitude, thanking me–the person not even present–with palpable emotion that radiated through his pheromones. Below the stage, the crowd buzzed with envious whispers, marveling at the Garrett family’s good fortune and their undeniable pack

power.

I heard someone remark, They’re one of the Capital’s Four Great Clans, after all. Their power is just on another level.*

A frustrated sigh reached my ears, thick with envy. “What good is Isabella’s miraculous skill if we can’t even get on her waiting list”

A cold splash of reality, however, quickly doused their fervor. Everyone knew Grayson and I were a mated pair in all but the final bond. Then, almost

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unconsciously, all eyes drifted to Elder Master Miller. I was practically half a Miller by blood, after all. What was it Elder Master Miller had just

His lines had been cured by Julia

That meant Julia had the Lunar Micro–Sentinels too! I knew Grayson and the Miller family supposedly had a strained relationship, but in the fac this, most people didn’t care. What truly mattered was that Julia definitely possessed that sacred technology

So, all those who couldn’t get a connection with me turned their gate to Julia. The entire crowd surged toward her again. Even if Miss Miller was someone they couldn’t possibly hope to get close to, it was clear she offered a far more accessible opportunity than I did.

A middle–aged Alpha stepped forward, immediately starting to introduce himself.

“Grandpa Miller, Miss Miller, he said, Tm the Pack Leader of my territory. I’d like to ask what conditions your granddaughter would require to of her services?

His question articulated the silent hope of almost everyone in the room. All eyes were fixed on Julia, awaiting her answer.

Julia offered a faint smile, her gaze sweeping over their expectant faces. There was a glint in her eyes, a quiet triumph that made my stomach clench was as if her mother’s ruthless ambition–that shed get everything she wanted if she just fought hard enough–was finally coming to fruition for h

‘Well, the Micro–Sentinels do drain a significant amount of mental energy.‘ Julia explained, so I can only perform a maximum of two healing ritu

month.”

At her words, a flicker of disappointment crossed their faces. Still only two? It seemed two rituals truly were the absolute limit for her lower–tier

capacity.

But Julia’s next words instantly ignited a spark of hope

However, to help more members of the pack in need,” the continued, Tve already trained a professional ritual team. I believe they’ll be ready to star offering specialized treatment very soon‘

Her words hit like a sudden, massive stone dropped into a perfectly still moon–pool A wave of eager anticipation seemed to wash over every single wolf there. Honestly, most people’s conditions didn’t actually require my level of ritual expertise. With me out of reach, Julia was their obvious path

Julia was instantly swarmed.

Miss Miller, please, you have to give me a chance‘ Name your price!‘

Miss Julia, our territory hospital would like to explore a deep partnership with you!”

Julia, who had been practically invisible moments ago, now stood as the undisputed center of attention, the most dazzling focus in the entire hall! Standing composed in the center of the surging crowd, she handled every request with such a blend of grace and shrewdness that it pleased Grandpa Miller immensely.

Grandpa Miller watched her, a palpable sense of satisfaction radiating from his aura. His arrogant, willful granddaughter–she truly was proving her worth to the lineage now.

I watched as Julia was enveloped by a sea of eager, expectant faces. On her face, she wore an impeccable smile, gracefully fielding every question, but I could almost feel the gears turning in her mind, swiftly calculating the political advantages each person represented.

Meanwhile.

I was inside a specialized sanctuary–vessel, a laboratory custom–built into a high–end RV. Faye stood off to the side, a furrow of worry creasing her brow, as she relayed the latest update from the Howlnet.

*… Ms. Isabella,” she said, “after the Garrett family’s gala, Julia publicly announced she’d be forming a ritual team and expanding treatment options. Now, practically every family in the Capital that can’t meet our criteria has flocked to her side.”

My gaze never left the lunar–crystal display in front of me. On the screen, Grayson’s intricate neural spirit–network was displayed in glowing lines of blue and gold. I merely hummed faintly.

“I know,” I murmured. My response was so utterly calm, it was as if Faye had just informed me what we were having for the post–hunt meal.

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