Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath
Chapter 163 The Real Price of Pride
<b>Melina’s </b><b>POV </b>
Leslie that woman has no manners!
After insulting me without restraint, she just left without so much as a goodbye!
And now the old Alpha and Eric havee to confront me?
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“A Rogue Pack princess would never behave so rudely. Speak–what exactly did you say to her?”
The old Alpha’s eyes were like des, brimming with the full authority of Frost Pack, piercing straight through me. I tried to remainposed, but his pheromones pressed against me like a storm. I could barely breathe.
Atst, I cracked and muttered the truth. “I told her the Summer painting was fake… and mentioned Lyana’s feelings for Eric.”
The old Alpha exploded, his Alpha pheromones crashing down like a tempest. “Fake? She’s the princess of Rogue Pack! Why in the world would she need to give you a fake? You, a Luna I’ve praised for being well–behaved–how could you cause such a mess?”
His roar made
my face burn. Humiliation and regret threatened to consume me.
He was right. Leslie stood at the helm of Rogue Pack’s vast fortune. Why would she need to deceive me?
The old Alpha summoned an expert, showing me a photo of <i>Summer </i>from its world tour.
That painting was Darian at his peak–his spiritual essence so refined that every line conformed perfectly to the golden ratio. There was no soulmark on it because it didn’t need one. It was priceless.
My face went white as ash. The harsh words I’d thrown at Leslie rang like echoes in my skull.
<i>“</i><i>You </i><i>really </i><i>are </i><i>a </i><i>fool</i><i>,</i>” my wolf growled in disappointment. <i>“</i><i>You </i><i>believed </i><i>Lyana’s </i><i>petty </i><i>tricks </i>and <i>insulted </i><i>Leslie</i><b><i>!</i></b><b><i>” </i></b>
Fool. I had been utterly foolish.
“But Lyana…<i>” </i>I began weakly, trying to defend her. “She meant well…”
The old Alpha scoffed, eyes glinting with icy insight.
“Meant well? She’s run Smoke Pack since she was eighteen. She’s shrewder than you’ll ever be.
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Her <bst </b>fiancé? She killed him with her own bite.”
I froze.
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He continued, voice like cold steel. “Even if there <b><i>is </i></b>something between her and Eric, who’s conquering whom in that alliance–Frost Pack taking over Smoke Pack? Or her taking <b>us</b><b>–</b><b>is </b>far from certain.”
His words were ice water down my spine.
Could someone as domineering as Lyana really be contained by a simpleton like Eric?
<b><i>“</i></b><i>You </i><i>almost </i><i>doomed </i><i>this family</i>,” my wolf whispered gravely. <i>“</i><i>Lyana </i><i>is </i><i>not </i><i>someone </i>to <i>trifle </i>with.”
“Alpha, then…” My voice trembled, myplexion pale as bone.
If I had known–if I’d only paused to think–I never would have said those awful things to Leslie.
“Stay away from Lyana!” the old Alpha barked. “Eric and I will handle the Pack alliances. You interfering only makes things worse. And you–find a way to make amends with Rogue Pack. Whether in the West or the capital, they’re our most important ally.”
I lowered my head, heart heavy as stone.
Leslie’s cold smile. Lyana’s maniptions.
I had misjudged them both–and it might cost us everything.
<b>Leslie’s </b><b>POV </b>
Back in the Rogue Pack royal estate.
I had just finished a meeting when Carl called in. “Frost Pack just sent you a mountain of gifts. Kinda random?<b>” </b>
“Eric?<b>” </b><b>I </b>asked, surprised.
He usually sent things straight to our Western HQ.
“Nope. It was Luna Melina. Personally.”
Melina<b>? </b>
My brows furrowed slightly. So… she found out about Summer?
Too bad. I’d already moved the painting to my father’s private study. He adored it.
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As for what happenedst time? I honestly didn’t care anymore.
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It was just another one of Lyana’s schemes. No reason to tear up Frost Pack ties for that. That’d be ying right into her hands.
I chuckled softly. “Noted. Have the Beta steward handle the return gifts.”
“Sure,” Carl drawledzily.
Just as I hung up, Liam knocked on the door.
“Your Majesty. Alpha Lyana is here to see you.”
I raised an eyebrow.
That was fast.
With Lyana’s personality, no matter how furious she was, she’d never lose control like Silvana- crying and screaming in public. She’d never be that pathetic.
Now I was curious. What was she up to?
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