Chapter 325 A Hollow Apology


    <b>Leslie’s </b><b>POV </b>


    Both Charlotte and Amelia froze.


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    ++8 Pearls


    Charlotte was first to recover, stering on a fawning smile as she hurried forward, hand outstretched. “Leslie, atst we meet. You’re every bit as stunning as they say…”


    I returned the touch briefly, lips curving with only the faintest smile. My tone was cool. “Thank you. Miss Amelia, what brings you here this time?”


    I had no patience for small talk. I knew full well why Wave Pack hade.


    Charlotte’s smile flickered, then hardened into something sweeter, more deliberate. She yanked Amelia forward like a prop. “We told her to work hard, to learn from you, to stay out of trouble. But while she was at Apex Industries, she caused you nothing but headaches. My father was furious–his wolf nearly lost control. He ordered me to bring her here to apologize.”


    Amelia lifted her head timidly, eyes brimming, her voice trembling. “I’m sorry, Leslie. It’s all my fault.”


    Her tears made her look pitiful, as though if I failed to forgive her, I’d be the cruel one.


    Asphodel snarled inside me. <i>“</i><i>Pathetic </i><i>act</i><i>. </i><i>She </i><i>wasn’t </i><i>so </i><i>soft </i><i>when </i><i>she </i><i>schemed </i><i>against you</i><b><i>.</i></b><b><i>” </i></b>


    My gaze cut across her, my lips curling faintly, the smile cold. “You both know what she did. My retaliation was justified. There’s no apology needed–you understand that, don’t you?”


    Shock widened Amelia’s eyes, a sh of cold anger breaking through her fragile act. She hadn’t expected me to meet weakness with indifference.


    Charlotte faltered, her mask slipping–but only for a heartbeat. Then she spun and struck Amelia across the face. The crack echoed through the reception room.


    A bright red welt bloomed on Amelia’s cheek. She bit her lip, lowered her head, endured in silence<i>. </i>


    “Look at what you’ve done!” Charlotte hissed, fury dripping like venom. “Leslie is furious and you think one sorry is enough?!”


    My brows drew together. She dared to hit her here, in front of me?


    Asphodel’s voice dripped disgust. Pathetic. Using Amelia as a punching <i>bag </i><i>to </i>curry <i>favor</i>. Filth.


    Charlotte wasn’t done. She twisted Amelia’s arm hard, then kicked her shin. “Apologize to


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    Leslie!”


    I blinked, even Amelia froze, humiliation zing in her eyes.


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    “Well? What are you waiting for? You made the mistake, you have no right to sulk!” Charlotte pressed, relentless<b>. </b>


    In her mind, Amelia’s pain was cheap currency–payment to buy my goodwill.


    Amelia hesitated only a moment before her lips began to shape the words.


    That was enough.


    My patience snapped.


    Asphodel roared inside me. <i>End </i><i>this </i><i>farce</i>, <i>Leslie</i>!


    I rose, voice cutting cold. “If Miss Amelia requires discipline, Rogue Pack is not the ce for it. If you’ve nothing more, then please—leave.”


    I turned to go.


    Charlotte panicked, darting to block me, her smile desperate. “Leslie, wait! I only wanted to let you vent your anger, nothing more…”


    I stopped, my eyes cial as I swept over her. Pine pheromones spilled into the room, heavy with warning. “Vent my anger? Charlotte, your disy of sincerity is noted. But I don’t like games. Next time, if you have business–say it directly.”


    Though Amelia had humiliated me once, chasing Kirby and leaving me shamed in public, watching her reduced to this stirred something grudging. Her life in Wave Pack was misery, her role more pawn than person.


    And for an instant, I saw myself–back when I yed the Omega in Crimson Moon Pack, stripped of pride, enduring.


    But pity is one thing. The interests of Rogue Pack are another,


    I represent my wolves. Their future weighs heavier than one fragile Omega’s tears.


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