Chapter 289 You Don’t Deserve It


    Kirby’s POV


    Charles’s scheme was obvious the moment Iid eyes on it.


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    His greasy pheromones and that Omega daughter’s cloying sweetness were both revolting.


    My gaze slid past them, locking firmly onto Leslie.


    She seemed to sense the current in the air, her lips curving into a mocking smile as she patted my shoulder.


    “Kirby, you talk. I’m going to get something to eat.”


    Before I could stop her, Charles barked augh. “Governor Leslie, take your time.”


    I watched her walk away without a backward nce, irritation burning in my


    chest.


    More than a few Alphas nced her way, pity in their eyes, as though she were some discarded mate still circling back.


    She sat alone at the food table, but not for long. A tall figure soon joined her.


    Adler.


    The mint in my veins spiked into a cutting chill.


    They leaned close, talking easily. Leslie even smiled–genuine and unguarded.


    Their scents–her crisp pine and his deep sandalwood–twined together in the air, sickeningly harmonious.


    To everyone else, it looked intimate.


    The rumors online about them being a new couple might as well have been confirmed in that


    moment.


    <i>Kirby</i><i>! </i>Lance’s snarl rattled through me. <i>That </i><i>old </i><i>wolf </i><i>is </i><i>coveting </i><i>your </i><i>mate</i><i>–</i><i>tear </i><i>him </i><i>apart</i><i>! </i>


    “Alpha Kirby…”


    A hesitant voice broke in. Amelia.


    Charles’s daughter. The bastard’s illegitimate child.


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    She carried the fragile hope that if she could catch an Alpha, her past shame would vanish.


    But she had chosen the wrong man.


    I ignored her, my eyes frozen on Leslie and Adler.


    When I didn’t respond, Amelia mustered her courage, stepping closer. “Alpha Kirby, may I… may I take you somewhere to rest<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    Her hand hovered, reaching for my wheelchair.


    “Don’t touch.”


    The words cracked like ice.


    Her hand hung suspended, her face draining pale.


    I didn’t bother softening my voice. “Anywhere she has touched, no one else is allowed toy a hand.”


    Leslie’s pine scent still lingered faintly on the chair.


    I would not allow it to be tainted by the cheap sweetness of anyone else.


    Amelia’s cheeks flushed scarlet, humiliation twisting her mouth. She withdrew her hand, stammering, “Then… then may I bring you something <i>to </i>eat?”


    My frown deepened, irritation coiling tighter.


    Just then, mymunicator buzzed. Marcus.


    I shot Amelia a cold nce, and she instantly stepped back three meters, head lowered.


    “Speak.”


    “You’ve been <i>gone </i>long enough. Did you resolve things with the Rogue Pack girl?” Marcus’s voice rasped down the line, old and harsh, brimming with Alpha authority.


    “What do you want?” My voice was t.


    “I don’t care about your feelings. Crimson Moon Pack won’t be ruined because of a woman. I’ve already spread word–I’ll arrange a marriage alliance for you. Charles called just now. His daughter’s been yearning to meet you, and he’s willing to wed her off. Wave Pack isn’t Rogue Pack, but they’d still make decent partners. When you return, bring her back with you.”


    My mood soured instantly.


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    “Other than Leslie, I want no one.”


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    “Fool! She’s already stained her name with those actor scandals, and now she’s tangled up with Adler from Gold Pack! If you crawl back to her, what face will Crimson Moon Pack have left?”


    My gaze flicked to Amelia, standing stiff a few paces away, her face tight with nervous hope. Charles was too eager–shoving her at me before the old man’s words even cooled.


    Amelia forced a smile, timid and ingratiating.


    I ignored her, my chest tight with simmering rage. “If you want an alliance so badly, marry her yourself. My choice will never change. Only Leslie.”


    I ended the call without waiting for a reply. Cold fury poured through me, thick enough to


    suffocate.


    Amelia edged closer again, voice meek. “Alpha Kirby, would you like a drink?”


    I looked at her, swallowing my anger but letting the frost bleed into my tone. “Go tell Charles to stop putting me in his ns.”


    She blinked, startled. “I… I don’t understand, Alpha.”


    I lifted my eyes, letting the force of my pheromones crash down on her. She flinched hard, her whole body trembling.


    “You’re not worthy.”


    The words struck sharper than any p, leaving her cheeks burning.


    Her eyes welled with tears. She spun, fleeing with her head bowed.