Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath
Chapter 241 Closed Doors
Astrid’s POV
The breath caught in my chest, nearly knocking me unconscious.
Pretty madam? And apparently the only thing pretty was my clothes?
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I, Astrid, princess of Tempest Pack–adored wherever I went–when had I ever suffered such an insult?
Leia snarled in the back of my head. <i>The </i><i>brat </i><i>truly </i><i>doesn’t </i><i>know </i><i>how </i>to <i>speak</i><i>. </i>
Leslie finally couldn’t hold it in and burst outughing.
I shot her a re sharp enough to cut stone. She coughed, forced her lips together, though her shoulders still shook with suppressed amusement.
“Cough, cough… Astrid, gorgeous princess, what are you doing here?”
She shook my arm yfully, her pheromones teasing, trying to shift the mood.
I huffed, rolling my eyes. “Don’t ask. My mother’s been shoving endless blind dates at me— every eligible Alpha in the north, supposedly for the Pack’s alliances. I’m sick of it. I came to drag you shopping.”
What I really wanted was an excuse to check Thorbane’s attitude toward me, but that man seemed married to his work. No matter how I circled around him, he never made time.
The brattched on to Leslie’s hand before she could answer, his piping voice smug. “I was here first. Pretty madam, go find someone else.”
His blue eyes narrowed at me, a tiny wolf cub guarding his meal.
Another Pretty <i>madam</i>. My hackles practically rose; my wolf seethed. In our world, titles were everything. This cub had just insulted me twice. I was ready to put him across my knee right
there.
Leslie must have sensed I was one breath away from turning him into paste. She rushed in, smoothing her voice with a calm wave of pheromones, like oil poured over fire. “Why not go together?”
Her tone left no room for refusal
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Chapter 241 Closed Doors
Leslie’s POV
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The three of us set off like some mismatched entourage. The mall was heavy with perfume and polished leather.
Astrid prowled like a queen, sweeping armfuls of luxury goods without batting an eye, sending them straight back to Tempest Pack’s estate.
In the fitting room, I was changing when I caught sight of Eren perched on a little stool by the mirror, chin in his hands, his eyes gleaming like twin stars.
“Muse, you’re so beautiful…” His praise was syrup–thick, sweet and serious.
“No one looks better in this than Muse!” His eyes glittered as if I were a goddess stepping out of legend.
“Is Muse the Moon Goddess herself?”
Even I couldn’t helpughing. His ridiculous adoration put me in an uncharacteristically good mood.
By the time I’d tried on enough to satisfy him, my pride as an Alpha was soaring, and I waved to have the entire batch purchased. In our world, generosity spoke of status–especially with a Gold Pack pup watching. No chance of letting Rogue Pack’s name look cheap.
After the mall, Eren insisted on the aquarium.
I knew he had his own private marine collection back home in Gold Pack, but Center City’s was thergest in the country. Of course he wanted to see it.
He clung to my hand, bouncing like a little dolphin, his pheromones bubbling with a crisp fruity joy.
But when <i>we </i>arrived, the giant ss doors were locked. A sign read: Closed for Maintenance.
The smell of salt water lingered in the air, the sunset splintering off the panes in blinding shards.
“Well, that’s that. Time to go home?” Astrid smirked, her storm–scented pheromones curling with glee, needling us both.
Eren’s expression hardened, stubborn light burning in his innocent eyes. “I’ll call my dad. He’ll fix it.”
He pulled out a slimmunicator, every move practiced like an adult.
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Chapter 241 Closed Doors
I quickly caught his hand. “Wait. Let me.”
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I dialed Liam, voice calm but carrying the authority ofmand. “The aquarium. Closed. Fix it.”
With Liam, there was never any doubt. He would deliver.
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