Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 614

Chapter 614.

At that moment, in the sanctuary–vessel lab, I carefully placed the Lunar Micro–Sentinels, now upgraded with the newly acquired ritual—grad Osmium, into the analytical crystal.

On the lunar–glass screen, countless streams of complex runic data cascaded, refreshing endlessly. My wolf sat alert in the back of my mind, het golden eyes following the flickering light with predatory focus.

My fingers danced across the virtual light screen, a blur of motion. My mind was hyper–focused, processing a tidal wave of information every s second. I was relentless, constantly testing the performance of the newly developed sentinels. Beside me, Grayson lay still in the healing pod. To keep his spirit–core from fraying further, he needed to remain in the healing pod for extended periods, undergoing treatment that constantly stimulated his Alpha nerves with lunar essence. I could scent the faint, woody aroma of his pheromones, currently muted by the sterile mist of th ust then, the lab door creaked open, just a fraction. Faye walked in, her face etched with a familiar anxiety that spiked her scent with a sharp, acri of stress.

Isabella…”

She started to speak as she stepped inside, but then she saw my utterly focused back. I could feel her hesitate, trying to find the right moment wallowing her words back down a few times. It wasn’t until I reached a clear stopping point in my experiment that I finally straightened my achi back, my wolf stretching along with me.

ust then, Faye’s low voice cut through the silence, quick and urgent.“Elder Master Smith… he’s called an emergency council meeting for the Smith Group. In front of all the pack stakeholders, he declared he’s taking back his rights from Grayson, that he’s regaining control of the Smith lineage!

could tell Faye was afraid of wasting time; her voice was rapid–fire, her sentences clipped and to the point. Elder Master Smith had clearly come ›repared this time. He’d made a grand spectacle out of Julia’s ritual “curing” him, proclaiming her the clan’s true blessing, and insisting Grayson wo >nly bring them ruin.

A collective anxiety hung heavy over the entire Howlnet. I knew, without a doubt, that several of the Alphas and Betas who’d initially backed Gray vere starting to waver.

Our people just reported, the old wolf is forcing a vote!”

Ms. Isabella, what do we do?”

She finished, her gaze snapping to mine, her expression tight with anticipation. She was waiting for me to tell her what to do. Common sense dictat hould wake Grayson, have him step in to take control and stabilize the Smith territory.

But I knew his health meant everything to me. His spirit–core was more precious than any corporate empire.

I didn’t turn around, and not even my fingers faltered on the crystal interface. I just offered a faint “mm–hmm,” a subtle acknowledgement that I’d heard her through the mind–link of our shared purpose.

After that, the lab went quiet again, save for the soft hum of the conduits and the crisp taps of my fingers on the virtual keyboard. Seconds stretched into minutes, and still, I offered no further response to Faye.

But Faye didn’t seem worried. I knew she had unwavering faith in Grayson’s judgment, and even more so, in my ability to both safeguard his health at protect everything he’d poured his life into.

Finally, after the last string of runic code flickered across the screen, I paused, my fingers still hovering above the keyboard. I scanned the test results o the screen, a small, satisfied smile gracing my lips. My wolf let out a low, victorious chull

Only then did I speak It’s fine. There’s no need to rush He won’t get a chance to take over the Smith Corp

I was finally addressing Faye’s urgent question from moments ago Faye stiffened, clearly surprised by my calm. The old wolf from the Smith family

on the How laet, his support was dangerously high. was already publicly declaring his takeover at the council meeting, and from the intel she’d gathered A cold smirk twisted my lips. My fingers, almost unconsciously, began to tap out random strings of code on the interface. That old geezer, thinking he’s cured? And so confident in his granddaughter What a joke It’s all just a pipe dream

My smile hardened, turning cold. “He can stand up, but only because Julia used Micro–Sentinels to temporarily construct a fragile spirit–pathway for him. It’s like a piece of porcelain glued back together–it might look whole, but it will shatter at the slightest touch

92.96

<Chapter 614

As I spoke, my fingers were already flying across the keyboard, typing out a line of triggering code.

“Since he loves a public spectacle so much, let’s make sure he takes his final bow… right there on stage.”

The moment the words left my lips, I gently clicked the telepathic send button.

Faye looked at me, a blank expression on her face. My composure must have thrown her, because for a moment, she didn’t seem to grasp the pri precision of my strike.

Meanwhile.

In the Miller Group’s top–floor conference hall,

Elder Master Miller stood at the head of the conference table, leaning on his cane. He looked surprisingly vigorous for an old wolf, his Alpha pr rojected with a booming force that filled the room.

Everyone, Elder Master Miller’s voice boomed, ‘I didn’t call you all here today for myself. I called you here for the future of the entire Silvermoon nd the Miller Group!“.

Before, when I was ill, I entrusted power to my grandson, Grayson. But now, my good granddaughter, Julia, with her exceptional medical ulled me back from the gates of the Ancestral Lands!“”

ulia, standing just behind him, immediately offered a modest, yet perfectly poised smile, her scent carefully masked to appear innocent

Now that I’ve recovered, I’m taking back the reins of the Miller Group. It’s not that I, an old wolf, refuse to cede power to the younger generation imply that Grayson has disappointed me far too much. He’s been missing for months, abandoning his duties at Miller for some she–wolf.”

now, that Isabella Miller is busy with her Micro–Sentinel venture, and he’s practically obsessed with that she wolf, completely negli

ritory. A tiny medical startup–how can it compare to the empire we’ve built here?”

my name was now widely re as and rally the pack to his sid sed “nouveaux riches” wolves

ven though they coveted my h hem to beg me for anythin

io, Grayson’s grandfathe

I fear that if the Mille

eed to properly

mmediately, a c grandfather,

Elder Ma

perario

Wh

on the Howlnet, Elder Master Miller was a shrewd old wolf. He knew exactly how to twist

t to these Miller Group stakeholders, they were old–blood aristocrats in Washington who urt

etly wished for a chance at my treatments, in the eyes of those arrogant old–timers, it was ben er break me first, then force me to serve the pack.

ep chord with them.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify