Chapter 294 Not Yet Time
Kirby’s POV
I stood at the doorway of the study in silence.
When I looked up, I saw Marcus leaning against the railing on the second floor, his eyes fixed on me in judgment.
I gave a slight nod, the movement of my cane stiff and unnatural.
His wolf growled low. “Come up.”
His voice was cold and stern, carrying the authority of the old Alpha of Crimson Moon Pack.
I entered the study. Marcus was seated behind the desk, his expression as dark as a sky before a
storm.
My wolf, Lance, let out a low rumble. “He’s going to bring that up again.”
I stopped, my gaze steady as I met his eyes.
“I made myself clear enough on the phone,” Marcus said, his tone deep and heavy, leaving no room for refusal.
“I don’t agree.” My reply was direct, my voice hard as steel.
His face darkened further, fury shing in his eyes. “That woman, Leslie–if not for the Rogue Pack behind her, I would never have considered your rtionship. And now you nearly died for her, while she stays indifferent. Tell me, where does that leave the honor of Crimson Moon Pack?”
His voice roared, and the air in the study grew silent and suffocating, like the stillness before a violent storm.
I didn’t flinch. My eyes were cold, resolute. “The honor of Crimson Moon Pack is nothingpared to Leslie.”
My voice was low, unwavering, carrying a finality that could not be challenged.
Lance growled inside me. “She’s your bottom line.”
“What did you say?” Marcus’s voice rose sharply, his breathing harsh, his face twisted in anger, the re of a wolf ready to strike.
I held his gaze without retreat. “It will only ever be her. That woman outside will never be her
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equal.”
With a loud crash, Marcus hurled the ivory sculpture from the desk.
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I didn’t dodge. The heavy object struck my forehead, splitting the skin. Warm blood slid down my face.
I stayed on my feet, eyes heavy as I looked back at him. I wiped the blood away with one hand, my tone even colder. “If my mate can’t make her own choices, then find someone else you can control.”
Lance’s voice rumbled within me. “Crimson Moon Pack isn’t everything to you.”
He was right. Crimson Moon Pack wasn’t everything. With the power I had now, even without it, I was still one of the strongest Alphas.
I turned and left, cane striking the floor as the study door shut behind me, sealing in the cold air.
I went down the stairs quickly, no longer bothering to act like an invalid. All I wanted was <i>to </i>get out of this suffocating ce.
At the bottom, Belle stopped me, her voice soft yet probing. “Kirby, stay here a few days, won’t you? Keep Miss Ameliapany and take her around.”
Amelia stood beside her, stiffly trying to imitate Leslie’s grace, but the effort only made her look awkward.
I nced at her once, said nothing, and kept heading for the door.
Belle’s tone hardened as she raised her voice. “Kirby, are you ignoring Luna’s words as well?”
I halted, turning back to her. My voice was sharp as ice. “Do you still want to see Slyvana?”
My words were calm, but the warning cut deep.
The air froze in an instant.
Belle’s face stiffened, a flicker ofplicated emotion shing in her eyes.
Sensing the tension, Amelia quickly stepped forward, trying to smooth things over. “Luna Belle, Kirby must be busy. I’ll go by myself, no need to trouble him.”
Her tone was soft<b>, </b>cautious.
Belle forced a smile, patting her hand. “At least you understand.”
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I ignored them both and stepped out the front door.
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The manor loomed in the rain, cold and solemn, the sound of my cane striking stone echoing along the path.
Lance whispered in my ear. “Are you really ready to turn against Marcus? To formally challenge him and take Crimson Moon Pack as your own?”
My lips pressed into a thin line, my gaze cold.
“Not yet.”
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