Chapter 293 A ce She Doesn’t Belong


    Leslie’s POV


    The next morning, we were preparing to head back to Central City.


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    Kirby was already waiting in the lobby. He wasn’t in his wheelchair anymore but sitting on the sofa with a cane, his expression cold and unapproachable.


    “Looks like you’re recovering well?” I nced at the cane in his hand, feeling a bit of relief.


    It seemed he was close to a full recovery.


    Once he was healed, I wouldn’t have to keep running to Bloodstone Manor every day. Perfect!


    “Yeah, I can stand now.”


    Kirby answered, then slowly pushed himself to his feet as he always did. “Let’s go…


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    Eren came running over in his pajamas. When he heard we were leaving, he insisted on taking the same flight with us. No one could talk him out of it.


    Adler had urgent business and really did leave him with me, flying off on his own.


    When Eren saw that oversized mutt nearly as tall as him, he immediately protested. “You can’t take pets on the ne!”


    Kirby shot him a nce, lips curling with a hint of pride. His peppermint scent carried an edge of showiness. “It’s my ne. I can.”


    Eren suddenly felt outdone, gripping my hand with determined eyes. “Muse, when we get back, I’ll give you a ne made of solid gold, encrusted with gems!”


    My lips stiffened. “No need, I don’t like nes…”


    As we stepped out of the hotel, we caught sight of a familiar figure, Amelia, She was still wearing Leiss’s coat, shivering in the morning breeze, looking pitiful.


    When she saw Kirby, her eyes lit up, joy shing in them. But then she spotted the rest of us, and hesitated, retreating slightly.


    Alpha Lars didn’t know her, only frowned. “And this is…?<b>” </b>


    Mch quickly jumped in. “Nobody! Alpha Kirby doesn’t know her either!”


    But Amelia turned her wounded gaze toward Kirby, words stuck in her throat. “Kirby, Alpha


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    Chapter 293 A ce She Doesn’t Belong


    Marcus invited me to Central City. He said I could go with you on your ne.”


    Kirby’s face turned dark at once, peppermint pheromones freezing sharp around him.


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    I smiled and spoke up. “Well, isn’t that a coincidence. Let her tag along then.” Without waiting for a reply, I pulled Eren straight into the car.


    Kirby hobbled forward a few steps with his cane. Amelia, delighted, hurried to follow.


    Then suddenly, Kirby stopped, his voice colder than ice as he spoke to Mch.


    “Tell the hotel to buy her a ticket.”


    Mch responded at once, loud and clear. “Yes, Alpha!”


    Amelia froze on the spot, blood rushing backward, as if she had been pped in public, her pride trampled.


    I could ride his private ne. She was only worthy of a purchased ticket.


    Kirby’s POV


    After the nended, I dropped Leslie and Lars back at Rogue Pack, then went straight to the Crimson Moon Pack estate.


    Marcus seemed to have known I would return. He was already waiting at home.


    The moment I walked in, I saw Belle sitting in the living room, speaking gently with another


    woman.


    Amelia.


    When she saw me, she stood up awkwardly. “Kirby, you’re back?”


    Belle clearly approved of her. Amelia was mild–tempered, soft, and easy to control.


    I frowned. “What are you doing here?”


    My voice was harsh, cold, my grip tightening on the cane until my knuckles turned white,


    <i>They </i><i>dared </i><i>to </i><i>bring </i>another Omega <i>into </i><i>your </i>den! Lance roared in fury inside me. <i>This </i>is an <i>insult </i>to


    your <i>mate</i><i>! </i>


    Amelia’s face stiffened. Beside her, Belle smiled and lightly scolded me. “I invited Miss Amelia here. Since she’se to Central City, she might stay at the house for a few days. You’ll have to keep herpany.”