Chapter 69 No Right to Knock
Carl’s POV
、(25)
Finished
I was about to head back to bed when I sensed a familiar presence outside–a surge of restless, jealous Alpha energy.
Well, speak of the devil.
I pulled on a robe and strolled out casually.
As expected, it was Kirby, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack. He looked like a rabid beast,pletely out of control, trying in vain to break through the royal guards of the Rogue Pack with sheer pressure.
How pathetic.
I leaned against the doorway, watching him with amusement as I drawled, “Well, well. Isn’t this the Crimson Moon Pack heir himself? What brings you all the way to Westview in the middle of the night? Don’t tell me… you’re here for the ex–wife you threw away yourself?”
His body went rigid. His blood–red eyes locked on me.
“Rogue Pack,” he growled through gritted teeth, using my Pack name like a curse, “this has nothing to do with you. Step aside. I need to see Leslie.”
“See her?” Iughed—a slow, tauntingugh. “She’s asleep. After all, she’s had it rough these past three years. Lots of bad memories to put to rest. You… wouldn’t know anything about that, would you, Alpha?”
I emphasized “Alpha” on purpose–just to remind him that he no longer had the right to call my sister by anything more familiar.
“You-” His fury exploded, and a tidal wave of Alpha pressure surged toward me.
My smile vanished.
“Kirby,” I said, my tone turning cold, “Leslie doesn’t want to see you. Now get off hernd. Right now. Or I’ll dly add the head of the Crimson Moon Pack’s future Alpha to my trophy collection.”
I wasn’t bluffing.
Leslie’s POV
The violent sh of Alpha auras outside woke me from sleep.
Chapter 69 No Right to Knock
One was Carl–radiating the domineering, zing heat of the sun.
The other… was Kirby. I knew that presence too well–angry, jealous, tortured.
He actually followed me here?
I slipped on a silk robe and walked slowly to the front entrance.
25
Finished
There I saw Carl, lounging against the doorway like it was a game to him, his voice sharp enough to drive anyone mad. Kirby, on the other hand, looked like a caged beast, roaring in vain.
What a scene.
“Carl,” I said calmly. My voice wasn’t loud, but it reached both of them with rity. “What’s going on? Who’s the stray mutt barking outside my door in the middle of the night?”
Both men turned to look at me.
The moment Kirby saw me, the rage in his eyes gave way to something far moreplicated— pain, regret, and a desperate, pleading kind of hope.
“Leslie…” he said hoarsely. “I… I saw you in Halinport…”
“What did you see?” I cut him off coldly. “You saw me standing next to another man. So what? Kirby, what does that have to do with you?”
“I…” He had no answer.
“Let me ask you again,” I said, my voice like a Siberian blizzard, “Kirby, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack–what gives you the right to break into the Governor’s estate in the dead of night? What gives you the right to unleash your pressure on my guards?”
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Exactly. What right did he have?
An ex–husband? A man I’d kicked out of my life without a second thought?
The Crimson Moon Pack heir? The young master of a rival Pack that stood against everything I represented?
None of it gave him any excuse for this pathetic, delusional stunt tonight.
I stared at the face twisted by shame and anguish, but I felt no satisfaction. Only apathy.
“Kirby,” I said, delivering my verdict with finality, “you mean nothing to me.”
Chapter 69 No Right to Knock
<b>25 </b>
Finished
“You have no power to step onto mynd. No right to question my life. And you certainly have no right to show your face in front of me ever again.”
“Carl,” I turned to my brother, “get him out of my sight.”
“I’m tired. I’m going back to bed.”
I didn’t spare him another nce as I turned and walked deeper into the estate.
Behind me, I heard Kirby’s barely stifled growl, filled with pain.
And then, Carl’s cold, satisfied voice.
“You heard her, Alpha of Crimson Moon Pack. Get lost.”
The heavy door of the estate closed behind me.
Send Gifts
138
B