Chapter 50 Curtain Call


    Leslie POV – Outside the Moon Goddess G


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    The words I’d spoken inside–the ones that severed thest ties between me and that past–had drained every ounce of strength from me.


    I didn’t want to stay there another second. That temple, heavy with false smiles, betrayal, and ghosts of pain, could rot without me.


    Thorbane, always so attuned to my state, stayed close. His Alpha aura enveloped me like a silent shield, keeping the noise, the stares, and the leftover venom of the g far away.


    “It’s over, isn’t it, big brother?” I leaned my head against his arm, letting weariness slip into my voice. “Can we leave early? I’m exhausted…”


    He reached up and gently ruffled my hair, his voice soft and full of quiet indulgence. “Of course. If you’re tired, we leave. No reason to stay for people who don’t matter.”


    I smiled. No matter what the world threw at me, I still had this–family.


    “Don’t we need to say goodbye to our host?” I asked.


    “In the moment they allowed my sister to be humiliated,” Thorbane said calmly, “this g’s hosts forfeited the right to courtesy.”


    His voice was gentle, but the royal pride in his words was unmistakable. “Come. Father’s car is waiting.”


    I nodded and took his arm as we walked toward the exit. Together, the two of us–one cold and regal, the other powerful and poised–moved through the crowd with silentmand.


    Wherever we passed, wolves stepped aside without needing to be asked, eyes lowered in instinctive reverence.


    As we stepped out beneath the temple’s towering arches, a sh of red caught my eye.


    Eric’s showy sports car slid up without a sound. He jumped out and rushed toward us.


    “Lord Thorbane,” he greeted my brother with a wless nobleman’s bow–earnest, respectful, precise.


    Then his gaze shifted to me, that ever–charming glint back in his eyes. “Governor Leslie, would you mind letting me apany you?”


    “Mind. We’re not going the same way,” Thorbane replied coldly, before I could speak.


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    His tone was sharp, distant–the way he always was with outsiders.


    Eric’s smile faltered for a second.


    I couldn’t helpughing as I waved at him. “See you around, virgin boy.”


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    Eric flinched but didn’t argue. He knew better than to provoke my brother. All he could do was watch, lips tight in defeat, as we stepped into the sleek, obsidian–ck vehicle emzoned with the Rogue Pack royal crest.


    As the car doors shut, I felt the skirt of my dress–a masterpiece iid with “Sea Star” diamonds—get caught in the doorframe.


    Just as the car was lifting off the ground, Eric suddenly sprinted forward, startling everyone.


    He knelt.


    In front of the crowd.


    One knee to the marble, he reached out carefully–reverently–and freed the edge of my gown. As if touching something sacred, he tucked the fabric inside, slow and gentle.


    Then he looked up, smiling at me with a brilliance that was both sincere and utterly disarming.


    “All set now. You’re good to go.”


    To the crowd, it was unthinkable.


    The infamous Alpha of Icefang Pack—kneeling like a servant.


    But to me, it was a gesture I wouldn’t forget.


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