Kirby’s POV


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    I didn’t truly believe Adler posed any threat to me. His devotion to histe wife wasmon knowledge among wolves.


    Whatever special attention he gave Leslie came only from that one moment years ago overseas<b>, </b>when he’d saved her life.


    But even so, every time another male’s pheromones lingered near her, I felt an instinctive, seething rejection.


    I turned my wheelchair toward her room and knocked.


    The door opened after a pause. She stood there with a face mask on, arms folded, bathed in moonlight. She looked like some untouchable goddess, cold and distant.


    “Kirby, your stamina is impressive. Out all night, and now you still want to chat with me?”


    For a moment I lowered my gaze. When I looked back, my eyes softened.


    “I have good news–so good I couldn’t wait to tell you. I thought you’d be happy.”


    “You caught Gray, didn’t you?” she said coolly, not even granting me the courtesy of suspense.


    I blinked, then let a spark of admiration show.


    “So you already know. Brilliant as always.”


    “Is he at trial?<b>” </b>


    I chuckled under my breath. “Not yet. Too easy for him. First, I’ll dismantle his Pack piece by piece, let him watch everything he’s built copse into ruin. Only then will I hand him over. Want me to do it for you? To vent your anger?”


    She paused. “You’ve already done what needed to be done. What anger do I have left?”


    “All the better. No need to soil your hands.”


    Even as I spoke, the cold edge of a predator slipped from my scent, enveloping the


    space.


    I looked at her face–beautiful, aloof, even under the mask–and recalled the so–called “Alpha courting strategies” I’d once read. I gave her my most polished praise,


    “Our Leslie is so beautiful, so clever… and most importantly, kind.”


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    Surely any she wolf would glow at such words.


    But she only twitched her lips, eyes t with disbelief, as though watching a fool.


    “Yes. Which is exactly why you don’t deserve me.”


    Then she mmed the door in my face.


    The next morning, Carl’s furious voice carried through hermunicator. He was demanding to take part in theing assault on Wood Pack.


    Leslie remained calm, soothing him with a few words before burying herself in the work of the alliance project.


    All day I lingered at Apex Industries‘ offices. On paper I was handling affairs, but in truth I was waiting for her.


    When the sky outside turned red with sunset, she finally emerged.


    shed my steel–edged aura at once, letting warmth soften my expression. A faint smile curved my lips as I looked at her. “Perfect timing. A new restaurant opened nearby. Come with me, try the food?”


    “Why me?” Her look was pure exasperation.


    I gave her a wounded expression. “Didn’t you promise to look after me?”


    I saw her hesitate, conflict flickering across her face, before she finally sighed and stepped forward to push my chair. “Fine. Let’s try your food.”


    But as soon as we reached the doors, a small figure came sprinting toward us.


    “Muse! I missed you so much!”


    It was Adler’s cub.


    Hetched onto Leslie’s leg, nuzzling and clinging with the boldness of a spoiled pup.


    A surge of irritation knifed through me. I watched with cold disdain, unimpressed by the boy’s blind confidence.


    “Enough. We’re leaving.” My voice was ice.


    The little wolf stiffened, then clutched Leslie tighter. “Where are you going? I’ming too!”


    Leslie bent down, ruffling his hair, affection lighting her face. “Of course you can.”


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    No.


    This was supposed to be my evening with Leslie–ours alone. I had to get rid of him.


    My tone hardened. “You snuck out. Does Adler know?”


    I pulled out my phone, deliberately putting the call on speaker.


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    “Your son ran off. He’s here with me and Leslie,” I said, the implication sharpe fetch him.


    On the other end, Adler’s voice was cool, indifferent. “Is that so? Then do take good care of him for me. I’m in a meeting. Goodbye.”


    The line clicked dead.


    I stared at the dark screen, fury rising until my face burned.


    After all the trouble I’d gone through for this one chance, now I was stuck babysitting Adler’s pup?


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