Five Alphas Kneel for Me (Isabella) novel Chapter 660

Chapter 660.

Grayson’s long, powerful legs carried him, step by deliberate step, towards me.

Every step he took seemed to radiate an intense, suffocating Alpha pressure that made the very air in the lab hum with dominance. My wolf crouched low in my mind, her tail tucking slightly in recognition of our fated–mate’s power.

My heart lurched, skipping a beat against my ribs.

He stopped directly in front of me.

His tall, broad–shouldered frame completely enveloped me in his shadow. The scent of pine needles and raw storm–energy rolled off him in waves, marking the territory as his own.

He reached out, his touch surprisingly gentle as he smoothed down the stray strands of hair that had escaped from beneath my sanctum cap. Then, he leaned down, his lips barely grazing my ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with the sterile lab

air.

His voice, a low, husky rumble that vibrated through my bones, carried a dangerous Alpha warning.

“If I hadn’t shown up, my Luna,” he murmured, “would you have just settled in and made this ritual lab your permanent den?”

“No feast, no answering your mind–link pings.”

I shrunk my neck back, mumbling my defense as my wolf whined softly at his rebuke.“I was almost done with my research, just the last little bit of the core formula left… Even if you hadn’t come looking for me, I… I would have been heading back to our den in another five minutes.”

“Oh, really?”

Grayson cut me off, his amber eyes flashing with a predatory light. He reached out and, with a swift, dominant motion, undid the ties on my protective sanctum suit.

“Uh…”

Before I could even react, he swept me up off my feet, into his powerful arms!

“Grayson! Put me down!”

I cried out, instinctively wrapping my arms around his thick neck, my fingers brushing against the pulse point where his wolf’s heartbeat thundered.“I haven’t even changed out of my ritual gear!”

He held me firmly, turning and walking out of the core lab without breaking his stride.

“You’ll change at the den.”

His tone was an Alpha command, leaving

“But my data…”

“Tomorrow.”

no room for argument.

“No! The quantum alignment will get interrupted!”

Panic truly flared through me now. That was hours of

my painstaking work on the synthetic mind–link, all of it!

I struggled in his arms, my wolf huffing in frustration.“Grayson, put me down! Just five minutes! I just need to seal the blood–data!” Grayson’s steps suddenly faltered.

He lowered his head, his dark eyes locking onto mine, the golden rings around his pupils glowing with intensity.

“Isabella.”

He called me by my full name, a clear warning in his tone that made my wolf go still.

“I’m counting to three.”

“If you move again…“.

He paused, a wicked curve playing on his thin lips, and his voice dropped even lower, thick with a clear carnal threat that made my scent spike with sudden heat.

“I’ll take you right here, on this very floor, right now.”

My body instantly froze!

I saw the unmasked, surging desire of his wolf in his eyes, and I had no doubt he meant every word. The thought of being claimed by an Alpha in the middle of a high–security pack lab made my face flame.

I hit my lip, glaring at him, fuming, but I truly didn’t dare move another inch.

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Grayson smirked, satisfied with my submission, but then he set me down on my feet.

“You have five minutes.”

I shot him a glare, then quickly hit the power switch and dashed to the console to save my data streams.

The moment I finished and hit the shutdown button, Grayson swept me back into his arms as if I weighed no more than a pup.

He carried me, striding out of the lab, right past all the pack staff still on duty.

What about my Luna dignity?!

He was definitely doing this on purpose, marking me as his in front of the entire hierarchy!

I swore then and there: from now on, I’d leave the sanctum on time, never giving him the chance to carry me out like a piece of hunted game again!

No, I’d leave even earlier than him and make him track my scent through the Kyoto territory!

After that, during the sun’s peak hours, I became even more efficient than before, making sure to finish all my ritual calculations before the

moon rose.

I was furiously crunching numbers in my den office.

Just then, a knock echoed at my heavy oak door.

“Come in.”

Faye pushed the door open, her scent neutral.“Ms. Miller, your

I froze.

dam

is

here.

I was surprised, my eyes flickered to the clock. It was barely eleven in the morning.

“Mom? Send her in.”

I said, my fingers flying over the holographic keyboard, determined to finish the data I was working on.

The moment I clicked save, the office door swung open again.

Sunny stood there, holding a delicate insulated feast–tin, looking a little awkwardly in the doorway, a tentative smile gracing her lips. “Isabella… I, am I interrupting your pack work?” she asked, her voice filled with a nervous hesitancy that spoke of her fragile place in the family. I knew she always felt the twenty–two–year chasm between us–the decades when our scents hadn’t mingled. She was clearly worried that her sudden reappearance as my mother might burden me, the now–powerful Luna.

I looked at her, seeing how afraid she was of being sent away from the pack circle, and it hit me hard, right in the softest part

of

my

heart.

I immediately stood up and walked quickly over to her, naturally taking Sunny’s hand.

“Mom, what kind of talk is that? This is my pack company, and you’re my dam–you can come whenever you please.” Her hand felt wonderfully warm in mine, the scent of the Grant bloodline faint but undeniable.

my

With hand in hers, I felt the tight knot of her nervousness loosen, her pheromones calming almost instantly.

“I… I just wanted to come see you,” she stammered, holding up the thermal feast–tin. “I was afraid you’d be too busy to eat again and weaken your wolf, so I stewed some marrow soup for you.”

I gently guided her to the sofa in the reception area.

“Thanks, Mom.”

Mom’s gaze lingered on my face, her eyes filled with an undeniable mix of tender affection and a deep, aching guilt. She looked at me like she could never get enough of her lost pup.

She hesitated for a moment, then tentatively began to speak.

“Isabella… so, then, could I… could I bring you lunch every day?”

Her words tumbled out quickly, as if she feared my wolf’s rejection.“I promise I won’t disturb your work! I’ll just drop it off at the entry–guards downstairs, and they can bring it up to you!”

It was clear she longed to do something for me every day to mend the bond. The twenty–two years we’d lost together still hung between us, making her so careful, so hesitant around me.

Her voice, thick with hopeful anticipation and a touch of vulnerability, twisted something inside me. My heart ached.

I squeezed her hand back, meeting her gaze with all the seriousness I could muster.

“Mom, there’s no need to go through all that trouble. We’re blood and bone; you don’t need to be so cautious around me. If you want to come,

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