Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 638

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A crisp, sharp sound

The

sting from his hand wasn’t nearly as potent as the sheer humiliation that flooded through me. My wolf whimpered, tucking her tail in utter mortification; to be disciplined like a yearling in front of the pack was a blow to my very essence as a high–ranking she wolf.

My mind went blank, utterly stunned.

It was like the world had hit a mute button in that moment.

The wind, the waves, the sharp intakes of breath from the subordinates at the foot of the lighthouse stairs–all of it just… vanished. The primal dominance of his Alpha strike echoed louder than the ocean.

My face flared, burning so hot I felt like it could bleed.

I stayed utterly still, pressing my burning face hard against Grayson’s broad back, wishing I could just shift and run into the dark woods, to disappear and never reappear.

At the bottom of the stairs, Faye and all the other subordinates whipped their heads around in unison.

They stared at the sky,

at the ocean,

at the seagulls circling above the lighthouse.

Anything but their Alpha, and certainly not me, his fated mate, being subjected to his “family discipline.” In the hierarchy of the Silvermoon Pack, an Alpha’s private fury was not to be witnessed by the rank and file.

See no evil, see no evil! I could almost hear their silent refrain through the collective pack link.

They saw nothing! Heard nothing!

Grayson, sensing I’d finally quieted down on his shoulder, didn’t soften his expression in the slightest. His Alpha pheromones were thick and suffocating, rolling off him in waves of dark, pressurized heat.

His face remained as unreadable as ever as he carried me, steadily descending the spiral staircase, one deliberate step

His powerful presence solidified the air around me. It felt thick, suffocating.

His

after another.

rage was a tangible thing, almost solid, pressing down on me, on everyone. I felt it pierce right through my soul–bond.

He carried me until we reached the base of the lighthouse.

Still, he made no move to pur me down.

He strode directly towards the black armored Cullinan, and Faye, ever–efficient, rushed to pull open the rear passenger door for him.

He bent, and without an ounce of gentleness, practically tossed me into the spacious back seat.

I landed with a jolt that left me dizzy and disoriented, my back slamming against the soft leather seat. A muffled groan escaped my lips despite myself, my wolf bristling at the rough handling.

I hadn’t even found my balance when his imposing figure ducked into the car after me.

The door slammed shut with a jarring thud.

He closed it with a finality that rattled the whole vehicle, cutting us off from the prying eyes of the pack members outside.

The interior instantly became a suffocating void, enveloped in a low pressure that stole the air from my lungs. His scent–heavy with the musk of a predator on the hunt–filled every corner of the car.

I rubbed my aching back, still smarting from the fall, and touched my cheek, which still burned with the imprint of his hand. Shame and fury churned inside me, my wolf pacing restlessly behind my ribs.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. My head snapped up, my eyes blazing as I glared at him.

“I was prepared, I swear!” I tried to explain again, desperation lacing my voice.“I wouldn’t have been hurt! I…”

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Grayson’s dark eyes, however, were like twin abysses of ice, completely devoid of warmth. There wasn’t a flicker of emotion in their depths–only the cold, lethal intent of his wolf, Jared, looking through his pupils.

He said nothing, just slowly closed in on me.

A crushing sense of his presence slammed into me, and I instinctively shrank back against the leather.

In an instant,

his large hand clamped around my wrists, effortlessly pinning them above my head and pressing them hard against the car window.

A terrible premonition settled deep in my gut.

“Grayson–mnh!”

Then Grayson’s furious lips crashed down on mine, a kiss that felt more like a claim, a brutal reminder of the bond I had almost severed with my recklessness.

His other hand, long and lean with defined knuckles, traced ever so lightly over the scratch on my fair neck.

It was exactly where Julia’s silver–edged dagger had just grazed my skin.

His cold fingertips, rough with thin calluses, gently traced the shallow cut. I felt his own wolf’s agitation vibrating through his touch, a low, subsonic growl that hummed against my skin.

Slowly, he lifted his head, his eyes as dark as midnight ink.

“Nothing will happen?” he rasped, the words torn from deep within his throat, hoarse and low, laced with a dangerous edge that made my breath catch. His thumb pressed, not hard, not soft, directly on the cut.

I hissed in a sharp breath.

A sharp jolt of pain made me gasp, my body trembling involuntarily.

That stinging pain, combined with the icy feel on my throat, instantly drowned out the anger that had been simmering, fueled by shame and indignation.

I looked at him.

I saw the storm of towering rage swirling in his eyes, but beneath it… beneath it was a stark, intense fear. The fear of an Alpha who had almost lost his

Luna.

My heart clenched, a sudden, sharp ache.

Only then did it fully sink in, a slow, dawning realization of just how terrified he truly was. The bond between us hummed with his silent agony.

Suddenly, it was terrifyingly clear: all my confidence, every bit of preparation, was nothing compared to the jarring sight of that tiny, crimson mark on my neck in his eyes.

My bravado melted away in an instant.

“I… it’s just a scratch,” I mumbled, a hint of sheepishness creeping into my voice.

“Just a scratch?”

Grayson repeated my words, his voice rising with a mocking inflection, thick with potent sarcasm.

He leaned in closer.

So close I could clearly see the alarming, bloodshot network in his eyes, and feel his hot, angry breath washing over my face.

“A fraction deeper, and that would’ve been your artery.”

“Isabella, did you even stop to think what would happen if you failed? What would things be like right now?”

He didn’t even dare to imagine the consequences, and a shiver ran down my spine knowing that. If I had died, the Blood Bond would have shattered his

mind.

I pursed my lips, my gaze fixed on the crimson intensity of his eyes.

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Slowly, I lifted my upper body, leaning in towards Grayson, offering a silent submission to soothe his raging wolf.

And just like that, Grayson released my wrists.

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The moment my hands were free, I wrapped them around Grayson, burying my face in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of cedar and rain.

From now on, I swear, I won’t act on my own ever again.”

Grayson’s gaze on me was icy, and I knew he was thinking of the last time I’d made that exact same promise before a border skirmish.

I blinked, and then the memory hit me, sharp and undeniable. My promise.

Grayson’s thin lips curled into a cold, knowing smile. “So you

remember now, too.”

This time, my remorse was genuine, and I quickly blurted out, “I truly know I messed up…”

Grayson tapped the partition between us, and the car gave a slight lurch, then started moving toward the Silvermoon heartland.

Immediately, I felt a strong surge of acceleration.

The silence inside the car was deafening.

I looked at his taut jaw, and swallowed hard.

I had truly angered him.

He was taking me to the Miller Estate to punish me, and a cold dread coiled in my gut. This time, I wondered, would he stop halfway, or would he all the way, exercising his rights as my Alpha and mate?

Not another word was spoken the entire way.

The atmosphere in the car was suffocating.

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I wanted to break the silence several times, to say something, anything, to lighten the oppressive mood. But each time I glanced at Grayson’s profile, his face a mask of such frigid anger, all my words caught in my throat.

I could only nervously intertwine my fingers, watching the scenery of our territory blur by outside the window.

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