Chapter 214 Confrontation
<b>Leslie’s </b>POV
The private party at Jin Zhao was at its peak.
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The air was thick with pheromones–fresh, warm, wild, all mixing together.
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Every wolf here had been carefully chosen by Astrid and Am: the most handsome, the most eligible bachelors in the city.
The music pounded, the room rang withughter, games, harmless teasing.
It was my night. A celebration of freedom. A deration against a certain Alpha who thought he could bind me with chains of power.
Carris clutched the ck crystal card I had given him, still stammering with excitement, swearing he would serve me for life in return.
Iughed, patting his shoulder. “We’ve shared life and death. This is nothing.”
I wanted every wolf to see it. I wanted Kirby to see it–if he was watching from the shadows. He needed to know: harm my people, and I will raise them back up with my own hands.
My mood was high. I held a ss of wine, turning to speak with Am—
And then the door mmed open.
The music died as if strangled.
The room fell into silence.
A wave of pheromones swept inmanding, noble, sharp with judgment. Cold as winter.
I turned, narrowing my eyes at the figure framed in the doorway.
A woman in a tailored suit, graceful in posture, but her gaze wasced with ice and disapproval.
Belle<i>. </i>
The Luna of Crimson Moon Pack. Kirby’s mother.
Belle’s POV
The sight that met me was chaos.
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My son, Kirby, has been driven to obsession, near madness, for this woman.
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And she–this woman who had barely escaped death, who should be resting quietly—was here, drinking,ughing, unting herself among a pack of young wolves.
Disgraceful.
My eyes cut past the others–wolves who shrank under my presence–to the woman at the center of it all, basking in their attention. Leslie.
Rage burned hot in my chest.
Yes, I was shocked she returned alive.
Yes, I was unprepared for the depth of Kirby’s fixation.
Even my Alpha husband had gone so far as to indulge Kirby’s reckless desire to pursue her again.
But none of that excused this.
None of it excused her recklessness, her shameless disy, dragging Crimson Moon Pack’s name into the mud.
Contract dissolved or not, she had once been my daughter–inw.
She had once stood as the future Luna of Crimson Moon. Her actions still reflected on us all.
And as Luna now, it fell to me to correct her.
I walked toward her, every step measured, graceful, unyielding.
When I stopped before her, my voice was like ice, sharp with disappointment.
“Leslie. I thought that after facing death, you might have matured.”
I lifted my phone, filming the room, capturing the young wolves who quailed in her presence. My contempt was in.
“Look at yourself. Surrounded by men you barely know, Laughing, drinking, carrying on. Do you have no shame?”
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