Chapter 323 Shattered Nerves
Leiss‘ POV
I’m finished. What the hell did I just say?
Broke the bond. Overbearing. I might as well have signed my own death sentence.
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And she’s still holding those damned photos of me. If Leslie decides to leak them, where will I bury my face?
“… Leslie,” I stammered, forcing out a grin uglier than crying.
Her expression was cial, each step she took slow and deliberate, lips curling in mockery. “Since you know so much about my affairs, why stop here? Why not tell the media directly? Wouldn’t that be more satisfying?”
My throat locked. Not in ten lifetimes would I dare.
Beside me, Ruben kept his head low, silent as a stone, making it clear he wanted no part of this
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But me? No such luck. Leslie had leverage on me, and all I could do was curse my own loose
tongue.
“Just a joke! I’d never spread rumors. I only meant to greet the Alpha here…” My voice shook as I forced the words out.
Her gaze cut into me, then slid past as she took her seat opposite. “Leiss, if I ever end up trending, I’ll make sure you’re the headline.”
The blood in my veins froze solid.
That was no idle threat. If I so much as whispered wrong, my fate would make Anderson’s look merciful.
“I–I–I… I was wrong!” I croaked, head bowed, not even daring to nce Adler’s way. My dignity was dust.
Leslie’s tone was calm, but her words pierced like ice shards. “Was it Kirby who sent you?”
I hesitated, heartbeat hammering. Sorry, Kirby. Forgive me.
“Of course…” I swallowed hard, blurting it out. “Of course–it was!”
No sooner had the words left me than the air behind turned colder, sharper. Like knives
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pressing into my back.
I stiffened, turning-
And there was Kirby.
His face ck as thunder, mint pheromones pouring out thick and suffocating. His fists clenched until bone cracked.
Lightning struck my chest twice over. My soul nearly fled.
Why now of all times?!
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Leslie gave a coldugh, turning to Adler with a softened voice. “I’ve lost my appetite. Shall we head back?<b>” </b>
Adler arched a brow, utterlyposed. “Of course.”
They left together, passing Kirby as if he were nothing. Leslie didn’t spare him so much as a nce.
He stood frozen, jaw locked, lips pressed thin, rage radiating off him in waves.
<b>I </b>swallowed, then forced myself forward, fumbling for words. “Kirby… maybe they really are about to be mates-”
His eyes snapped to me, sharp as des. One look, and I shut my mouth tight.
Anderson’s corpse of a reputation was warning enough. I wasn’t about to fan the mes.
Kirby stormed off, fury trailing him like fire. I didn’t even dare follow.
Ruben patted my shoulder, clearing his throat. “Moon Goddess help us.”
I let out a strangledugh. “Yeah. We’ll need it.”
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