Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 627

Chapter 627.

I heard the Claw of Justice chanting the name “Jack, Jack, Jack…” through the psychic resonance of the Howlnet broadcast.

…as he began to search through the rows of stone slabs in the Crypt of the Fallen on my scrying stone.

His face was solemn, etched with a theatrical pretense of sorrow. My wolf paced restlessly within me, her fur bristling at his blatant scent of deceit, which even the psychic link couldn’t fully mask.

The comments section of the Howlnet broadcast was already flooded with “May his spirit hunt forever” messages and mourning–howl emojis. But as I watched him scan every single runic label on the crypt’s alcoves, Jack‘ was nowhere to be found.

I noticed fine beads of sweat starting to form on the Claw of Justice’s forehead. The crypt’s chilling air, heavy with the scent of old earth and silver–dust, seemed to penetrate his very bones, even through my interface, amplifying the sudden tension.

This wasn’t right.

How could it not be there?

He quickly regained his composure, leaning into the Howlnet relay with newfound conviction.“Folks,” he declared, his voice firm, it looks like those blood–greedy Alphas have hidden Brother Walker’s body! They’re trying to destroy the evidence to protect the pack’s prestige!”

The live chat exploded, lighting up my screen once more.

This is beyond evil! Show some respect for the fallen!”

They won’t even leave our dead alone! Is there no Ancient Wolf Treaty left?!” I read the outrage scrolling past.

A subtle shift in his demeanor, a flicker of satisfaction, told me he was reassured to see the tide of public opinion still firmly on his side. My wolf let out a low, guttural snarl in my mind. Liar, she hissed.

He then strode to the crypt’s reception desk, where a thick, leather–bound ledger lay open.

“Let’s take a look at the adm

I watched him flip the

One page.

Two.

He met

“he declared with a booming voice.“These sacred marks can’t be faked!”

ages as he spoke.

entry for the past two days, leaving no stone unturned in the records of the Healer’s Sancrum.

But

1. re.

Justice’s face completely changed. His eyes flicker

ssible?

was real; someone had fallen from the high cl was clearly racing, his predatory instinct

ossibility must have clicked into place.

strings! The Pack Council erased the record can just pull a fast one like that? Impossi

with a dramatic flourish, he swung the

riends, follow me!” he boomed, his ve

n, I saw him stealthily creep

slipped inside and lo

sperate yellow hue.

w could there be no admission record in the Healer’s of it.

ith indignation as he addressed the camera. “But do they really the Ancestral Crystal Network!”

stillness of the

crypt.

re going to the Healer’s office. I’m going to rip off their masks, layer by

but utterly empty. The scent of antiseptic herbs was thick here.

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The door was tightly shut.

I took a deep breath, a fierce surge of triumphant anticipation building inside me. This was it–the moment I’d expose their lies for the whole world to

see.

With a violent kick, I slammed my foot against the door, sending it flying open!

CRASH!

The deafening sound made everyone in the room jump, startled.

But the scene I expected–an empty room, their dirty secret laid bare–was nowhere in sight.

Instead, on the healing furs, a man was propped up against the headboard, holding his Psychic Relay Stone, clearly in the middle of an Astral Projection call with someone.

His head was wrapped in linen bandages, but he actually looked pretty decent.

Hearing someone barge in, he looked up, and his face instantly filled the Howlnet frame.

Everyone, myself included, instantly recognized him. It was unmistakably Jack!

Jack. Alive.

The Claw of Justice froze mid–action.

He blinked, startled by the sudden intrusion. From the Astral Projection, I heard a voice call out, “Old Walker? Jack, what’s wrong? Who’s there?”

But the Claw of Justice stood frozen in the doorway, as if a spell had rooted him to the spot, his face a canvas of disbelief that was absolutely priceless. Shock, bewilderment, utter confusion, and then panic…

The live chat, after a two–second stunned silence, absolutely erupted!

“Holy hell! He’s alive?”

“Did I just hear that right? Is he on an Astral call? And that person just called him Jack?”

“What the hell is even happening? My mind is completely stunned!”

“So, the jump was fake? We were all duped?”

“What the hell is the streamer playing at? He’s totally making a fool of himself!”

“Am I the clown here?”

As the comments section erupted, completely reversing course, I could see the panic spread across the Claw of Justice’s face, his mind clearly a chaotic

mess.

He pointed a trembling finger at Jack, his voice shaking uncontrollably.

“No… it’s impossible… This simply cannot be happening!”

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