Chapter 12 The Showdown at Bloodrock Estate
Leslie’s POV (Bloodrock Estate)
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I walked alone through the estate gates. The servants nced at me with surprise and thinly veiled contempt, but none dared to stop me. After all, word of the dissolved bond hadn’t spread yet, and in name, I was still the dy of the house.”
The moment I stepped into the cold,vish hall, a sharp, cutting voice rang out, apanied by the cloying, unpleasant scent of Alpha spouse pheromones–meant to assert Luna status, but to me, it reeked of rot.
“You daree back?! Leslie! You shameless little tramp! Where the hell were youst night?! You didn’t even prepare your Alpha’s dinner! You think marrying into Crimson Moon Pack gives you the right to actwless? A pathetic Omega who couldn’t even protect her own kind dares to disrespect me–the Luna?!”
Belle–Kirby’s mother, and Crimson Moon Pack’s current Luna–stood at the top of the stairs with her arms crossed, looking down at me with undisguised malice. No amount of fine clothing or jeweled adornment could hide the pettiness and venom in her heart.
Asphodel erupted inside me with a surge of fury, nearly breaking through my restraint. <i>I’ve </i>endured <i>this </i><i>hag </i><i>for </i><i>three </i><i>years</i>! <i>Leslie</i><i>! </i><i>Let </i><i>me </i><i>tear </i><i>her </i><i>tongue </i><i>out</i><i>! </i>
I forced Asphodel to stay calm. Outwardly, I smiled–calm,posed, even gentle. As though I hadn’t heard a word of her venom.
I simply raised my head and stared at her in silence.
My calm infuriated Belle. She stormed down the stairs, jabbing a finger toward my face as she continued to screech. “What are you looking at?! Get to work! The floors are filthy, theundry’s undone–are you dead?! If it weren’t for Kirby, I would’ve kicked you out ages ago!”
At that moment, the front doors mmed open. Astrid stormed in, face like thunder–she’d clearly overheard the shouting.
“Who are you calling a tramp?! Luna, is this how you treat your son’s mate?!”
As a sessor of Tempest Pack and a strong Alpha in her own right, Astrid’s presence didn’t lose one bit to Belle’s.
Belle hadn’t expected anyone to speak up for me. She blinked in shock, then flew into a rage. “Who are you?! What right does some outsider have to interfere with Crimson Moon Pack’s business? Leslie–Crimson Moon, how dare you bring an outsider to confront me–the Luna?! Guards! Get them out of my house!”
Chapter 12 The Showdown at Bloodrock Estate
A few Beta guards stepped forward hesitantly.
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I gently stopped Astrid from making a move and shook my head. Then I turned to Belle. My smile didn’t fade, but my voice turned cold.
“Former Luna,” I said evenly, “I’m only here to collect my personal belongings. I didn’te to listen to your barking. Oh–and I go by Leslie–Rogue now.”
“Rogue? What are you saying?” Belle blinked.
“I’m saying,” I lifted the already–validated dissolution scroll and held it up for her to see, “your precious son Kirby and I are no longer bonded. He signed it himself–just a little while ago. From now on, I have nothing to do with you or Crimson Moon Pack.”
Belle’s expression changed dramatically–shifting from shock, to disbelief, and finally to pure delight.
“You… you’re serious? You and Kirby are done?! Wonderful! That’s the best thing I’ve heard in years!” She was practically dancing with glee.
Astrid looked on, wide–eyed, before scoffing in open disgust.
Belle hadn’t even finished gloating before she turned defensive again, ring at me with suspicion. “Fine! Good riddance! But don’t even think about taking anything from us- especially anything Kirby gave you!”
Iughed inwardly. How small–minded.
“Rx,” I said coolly, even with a touch of pity. “Your Crimson Moon Pack’s trinkets hold no value for me. I’m only taking what’s mine.”
Astrid backed me up instantly. “Exactly! Like Leslie would even want anything from this pitiful Pack.”
I said nothing more and, without sparing Belle another nce, took Astrid’s hand and headed for the second floor–toward the room I once called mine.
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