Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 654

Chapter 654.

Her figure was slender and graceful, her demeanor that of a high–ranking she her head, revealing a smooth, full forehead.

A soft smile graced her lips.

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dark hair was loosely gathered at the back of

my eyes idly

her.

I peered out from behind Grayson’s broad Alpha shoulders,

The moment my gaze clearly landed on the woman’s face-

My pupils instantly constricted, my wolf recoiling in shock

It was as if a bolt of lunar lightning had struck me; I froze instantly,

Time, for me, seemed to halt right then.

within my

All sounds, all sights around the outpost, rapidly faded away.

My world narrowed, shrinking until only that face remained.

Then I saw that face. The one I’d only ever seen in countless archival

spot, my scent turning sharp with sudden agitation!

ancestral photographs, yet it was etched into my very soul.

A face that was uncannily similar to mine–seven or eight parts, perhaps- ut softer, gentler, and infinitely more beautiful.

Mother…?

My brain went utterly blank.

How could it be?

Hadn’t my mother died twenty–two years ago, during the pup birthing that brought me into the Silvermoon Pack, from complications? My great–uncle had confirmed it with his own eyes in the healing dens!

But…

The woman right in front of me was the spitting image of young Sunny in the moon–prints!

No, that couldn’t be right.

No, that’s not right. She looked more mature than in the old prints, her eyes holding a gentle wisdom and a quiet grace that only centuries or deep time could bestow upon a wolf.

But that face… it was undeniably hers.

My heart was pounding, a frantic drumbeat threatening to burst through my ribs. My wolf began to howl a mournful, confused sound in the back of my consciousness.

I couldn’t tear my eyes from the woman, my gaze glued, unblinking, terrified this was just a cruel hallucination brought on by my desperate yearning for a maternal bond.

The woman didn’t seem fazed by the silver–tipped weapons of the sentinels surrounding her.

Her gaze swept past everyone else, landing squarely on me.

The moment her eyes met mine, her smile softened even further, and I saw a flicker of tenderness, a deep maternal pheromone–pull, and… guilt in her gaze.

She took a slow step, then another, her eyes still locked on mine as she began to close the distance between us.

“Don’t move!”

The captain of the sentinels barked, his voice sharp and commanding, the barrel of his silver–laced firearm unwavering as it held steady on

her.

The woman halted, but her eyes, brimming with an inexplicable tenderness, remained glued to mine.

Her crimson lips parted, and a voice so impossibly soft, so utterly gentle, drifted across the tense silence.

“Isabella…”

That single word slammed into me like a physical blow from a dominant Alpha, a heavy hammer striking directly at my chest, stealing the air from my lungs.

My body trembled, a shiver I couldn’t stop, my wolf whimpering in a mix of terror and hope.

Grayson must have felt my entire body trembling in his arms, our mate–bond vibrating with my shock.

Ifsk his gaze drop to my face, seeing my ashen complexion and eyes wide with an unspeakable shock. His own heart seemed to plummet in

response.

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He followed my stunned gaze, his eyes landing on the woman again, his Alpha au

aura flaring in a protective wall around me. Grayson pulled me tighter against him, his eyes now fixed on the woman, blazing with undisguised hostility and disgust. “Who are you?” he demanded.

His voice was ice–cold, a sharp edge cutting through the air, his inner

Wolf baring its teeth.

Only then did the woman finally peel her attention from me, sparing a sliver of it for the Alpha of the Smith Pack.

She looked him up and down, a hint of critical assessment in her eyes, but it quickly diss

“You must be Grayson, then?” she said, her voice smooth.

a faint, almost dismissive, smile.

Her tone was chillingly familiar, like a Luna–Mother dissecting a prospective mate for her

“I’m Sunny,” she announced, “Isabella’s mother.”

Her gaze swung back to me then, softening, full of apology.

“Isabella,” she whispered, “I’m so sorry, Mom’s late.”

My mind was still a chaotic mess, even after hearing the

Logic screamed that this was impossible.

The dead don’t just come back to the pack.

Even I had only been reborn through the moon’s grace, not resurrected from a buried

grave.

pup.

But emotionally, I clung to the desperate hope that a true miracle of the Moon Mother could bring someone back from the dead!

I felt Grayson’s arm around me tighten, noticing the stiffness and barely perceptible tremor in my body. His gaze, when he turned to the she–wolf calling herself ‘Sunny,‘ was sharp and dangerous.

The dark sentinels surrounding us kept their silver–tipped weapons steadily pointed at the woman, and the air was thick with a chilling, stagnant tension.

One word from Grayson, and she’d be riddled with silver.

The woman, however, completely ignored all the pack threats.

Her eyes, it seemed, saw only me.

She took a step, ignoring the dark muzzles of the weapons, walking slowly, steadily, right toward me.

Each step she took pounded against my chest, echoing the frantic beat of my own heart.

“Don’t move!”

The sentinel chief’s voice cracked like a whip again, a sharp warning cutting through the air.

I watched as Grayson subtly raised a hand, a silent command that froze his men in their tracks. Finally, she stood directly in front of me.

She stopped, her gaze falling, soft and gentle, right on me – the daughter still cradled protectively in Grayson’s arms, but leaning out just enough to meet her eyes.

Then, slowly, deliberately, she lifted her hand.

I felt Grayson’s entire body tense beneath me, every muscle coiling, instantly on high alert, his wolf ready to lunge and tear.

I felt the raw intensity radiating from him, knowing that if she made even the slightest wrong move, he wouldn’t hesitat The hand was slender, almost delicate, with incredibly pale skin, and clearly meticulously cared for. That hand, my mother’s hand, reached past Grayson’s tightly guarded arm and gently, almost reverently, touched my The brush of her fingertips against my skin was surprisingly warm, incredibly soft.

cheek.

her neck.

It was real. I could feel the undeniable texture and warmth of living skin, and the faint, ghostly scent of my own lineage.

My eyelashes fluttered violently.

“Isabella…”

Her voice, tinged with a sigh, carried a hint of profound sorrow.

I’m so sorry I’m late, Isabella. You’ve suffered so much.”

The seemingly simple words, though, were like a key, instantly unlocking twenty–two years of buried longing and the pent–up grievances of two lifetimes within me.

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My eyes stung, involuntarily tinged with a thin layer of red, the wolf within me mourning the years lost.

I had dreamed of this–of being cradled in my Luna–mother’s arms.

But…

My rationality, ultimately, wrestled control from the surging emotions.

I took a deep breath, forcing back the wetness that had gathered in my eyes.

I looked at the face before me, a face so incredibly similar to my own, and spoke clearly, enunciating each word.

“You’re not her.”

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At my words, the gentle smile on the woman’s face didn’t She simply tilted her head slightly, a hint of confusion Deep within those gentle eyes, I saw it–a faint, eerie

It was like lines of mental–code flickering It was gone in a blink.

But I saw it.

That blue flash hit me like a bucket of ice water, dousing the last ember of hope, every fantasy I’d clung to, and chilling me to the very core. It wasn’t life; it was something synthetic.

“I am.”

Sunny spoke, her voice steady and still heartbreakingly gentle.

“I am Sunny.”

She glanced back into the abandoned building where Orion was held, then turned to me, a gentle plea in her voice.

“My story is complicated, Isabella. We can talk about it all later, slowly, by the pack fire. But right now, can we lunar nanobots inside Orion?”

please deactivate the

My bloodless lips pressed into a tight line. All I wanted was to expose the person pulling Orion’s strings, and now that person was here. The problem was, this was someone I couldn’t say no to, whose face was a sacred relic.

I knew, with absolute certainty, that the woman standing before me wasn’t my mother–not in the way a wolf belongs to the earth.

But to temporarily let go of Orion–such a small request, yet I couldn’t bring myself to refuse it while staring into that face.

Grayson must have sensed my internal conflict, because his

to play the villain just for me.

eyes darkened. I knew he was about to quietly give an order to the sentinels, ready

Even though he infuriated me, even though I was seething with resentment at him.

But just before Grayson could give that order, I lifted my hand, pulled out my Howlnet slate, and tapped a few times on the screen, sending the command to power down the nanobots in Orion’s blood.

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