Leslie’s POV
“S–ss mercenaries…
I stared at the list, and thest trace of warmth in my expression disappeared.
<b>“</b>Do we know who sent them?”
Liam’s face darkened.
“We captured a few of them. Based on their confessions, the one behind it all is…”
“Who?”
“Liana.”
I raised an eyebrow. That name actually caught me off guard.
I’d expected my enemy to be some ruthless business rival, or maybe an international criminal with nothing to lose.
But no–it was still this woman, who just didn’t know when to quit.
Does she even have a functioning brain?
Now that I knew who was behind it, I lost all interest.
“If it’s her, then I’m not worried,” I said tly.
“What should we do next?” Liam asked.
“Give her a lesson she’ll remember.”
“Understood.”
Since my father and Thorbane had both moved into the Governor’s estate, Carl felt awkward about staying at my ce. But he didn’t want to go home either and risk getting nagged by Dad.
Only after I agreed to buy him a new apartment did he finally move out, satisfied.
I made time to meet up with Astrid and go look at some properties.
“You seriously need more housing?”
Astrid looked at me like I was nuts.
“Our Rogue Pack royal developments are everywhere. Just pick one.”
“I can’t,” I shook my head. “Those buildings are too popr. Way too noisy. Carl wouldn’t like that.”
We eventually found a quiet, high–endplex in the city center.
But the moment we stepped into the sales office, I noticed something I hadn’t expected–the emblem on the wall belonged to the Crimson Moon Pack.
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“This <b>is </b>Crimson Moon Pack territory, Princess Leslie. Are you sure you’re <b>in </b>the right ce?‘
<b>A </b>cold, familiar voice came from behind.
I nurned and saw a woman.
Her face was twisted with resentment. I stared at her, confused for a second.
“Alya?”
I remembered her as a servant Omega at Bloodrock Estate. Three years ago, when I arrived at Crimson Moon Pack. Belle had ordered me to take over all of Alya’s duties. I hadn’t seen her since.
“Didn’t think a princess like you would remember a lowly Omega like me,” she said, voice sharp as ever. “Thanks to you, I lost my ce as a servant at Bloodrock Estate. Now I’m stuck here working sales.”
“She’s actually proud of being a servant? Did zombies eat her brain?” Asphodel muttered under her breath.
I looked Alya in the eyes. “You should be happy. At least now, you’re finally living for yourself.”
“You’re not wee here. Get out!” Alya suddenly shrieked.
Astrid scoffed. “Did I hear that right? You’re telling us to get out?”
“That’s right! Get out! We don’t do business with your kind!”
I didn’t respond to her screeching. I calmly pulled out my phone, tapped the record button, and then made a call to theint line.
Momentster, a sharp–dressed sales manager walked over, having heard themotion. She froze for half a second when she saw me, but quicklyposed herself.
“Apologies, Miss. Is there something I can help you with?”
Astrid tilted her chin toward Alya. “She your employee? We came to buy a ce. She told us to get out.”
The manager nced at Alya. A sh of hesitation crossed her face.
Just then, I yed back the recording on speaker.
Alya’s shrill, cutting voice echoed through the entire showroom.
Her face went pale.
“Alya,” the manager snapped, face darkening, “you’re fired.”
“Fired?! On what grounds?!” Alya screamed. “She’s Leslie! She’s our enemy! The enemy of Crimson Moon Pack!”
“I’m a paying customer,” I said with a faint smirk, stepping up to her. I lowered my voice so only she could hear. “You’re just an insignificant Omega. What does the honor of Crimson Moon Pack have to do with someone like you?”
I didn’t give her another nce. I turned and walked straight toward the floor n disy.
The security team arrived just in time to drag Alya–kicking, screaming, andpletely powerless–out of
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