Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the figures in the training grounds began to thin out.

| clutched my scrolls, strolling leisurely down the path to leave.

Suddenly, a familiar war–wagon pulled up at the den entrance.

squinted, recognizing it as Jared’s, and instinctively slowed my pace.

My wolf sensed tension, her fur bristling.

He stepped out and walked towards Emily, “Emily, over here,” he called, but his smile vanished as he noticed the ruise on her face.

His wolf’s scent shifted, becoming sharp with concern.

He reached out, gripping her chin to turn her face towards him.

What happened to your face? Who did this?!”

Emily’s eyes reddened, “Jared…” tears welled up, and she was about to spill her grievances.

But then she caught sight of me in the distance, biting her lip and falling silent.

ared followed her gaze and spotted me.

His brow furrowed, his expression turning fierce.

Did Isabella do this?” he growled, “I’ll go settle the score!” His wolf’s growl was a low rumble in the air, a promise of

vengeance.

ust as he was about to stride off, Emily grabbed his arm.

No, Jared!” she clung to him, her voice choked with tears.

Isabella didn’t do it; I accidentally bumped into something.”

ared turned back, scrutinizing her face.

The injury looked like it had been treated, but faint finger marks were still visible.

Emily wiped her tears, forcing a smile.

‘I was…upset that I couldn’t complete the task you gave me.

of anger. I was too rough, and that’s how it got red.” Seeing my satisfied smirk, she felt a surge

She’d never been so humiliated!

Jared’s expression softened slightly, but he couldn’t help shooting me a glare.

“I don’t need her help! She’s unwilling; fine! Repairing a drone isn’t that difficult; she wouldn’t repair one for ten thousand! She’s really getting out of hand!” The more he spoke, the angrier he became, especially since I had never

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asked him for silver before! My wolf chuckled at his frustration.

With a buff, he took Emily and left.

I found a better technician to fix the drone!”

I looked at them

I knew most she–wolves in the pack; to ensure Jared’s pack had an advantage, I’d only taught David this

rechnology, making him promise not to use the technique for other packs.

Besides David, who else could repair it?

Emily asked curiously, “Who is it?”

Jared glanced at me, seeing my inquisitive gaze, and snorted.

“Emily, get in the war–wagon; I’ll tell you later.”

I didn’t dwell on it much, hopping into the Hayes family’s war–wagon and heading back home.

My mental link buzzed with a private message.

My wolf pricked her ears, sensing intrigue.

The account was new, created today, and it came with a picture of drone details.

Although it didn’t show the pack logo, I recognized it immediately; I had handled Jared’s drones countless times in

my past life, every detail, including the circuit patterns, was etched in my memory.

“Any expert available to repair a drone? Urgent! Competition is coming up!*

I narrowed my eyes, fingers lightly tapping on the mental communication link.

I replied, “I can.

Two million per drone.”

After sending that message, I tossed my phone aside, not thinking much of it.

My wolf smiled, a playful glint in her eyes.

I quoted two million just to mess with him, never intending to actually fix it.

Of course, he wouldn’t agree to such a high price.

I understood the operations of a pack well, having managed the accounts for ten years.

I knew exactly how much the pack spent and what the budget was.