Chapter 339 Breaking Points.
<b>Leslie’s </b>POV
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The moment Belle heard Kirby’s voice through the speaker, a flicker of panic crossed her face.
I sneered, my pine–scented pheromones rolling out with disdain.
Asphodel snorted. “Belle, Crimson Moon Pack’s Luna, might just be the most useless Luna in werewolf history. Look how she quails at the sound of her own son.”
I ignored her, keeping my eyes on Belle, waiting to see how she’d wriggle out of this one.
There was a pause on the line, then Kirby’s voice came cold as frost in winter. “Dere war? What are you talking about?”
I cast a deep nce at Belle. Her face was already pale with panic.
My tone was icy, calm but edged like a de. “Luna Belle brought your fiancée here to insult me and Alpha Adler. Was this your decision, or Alpha Marcus‘?<b>” </b>
Even through the phone, I felt Kirby’s chill, sharp as his mint pheromones.
His voice dropped lower. “Where are you?”
I didn’t answer. I hung up.
Asphodel chuckled darkly. “That fool of a Luna has no idea her behavior just now nearly dragged Crimson Moon Pack into disaster.”
I hadn’t called Kirby to summon him here, but to make sure Crimson Moon Pack reined in their Luna.
If Adler weren’t asposed as he was, Belle’s haughty posturing could have sparked a direct war between Gold Pack and Crimson Moon Pack.
Too merciful of me, really.
Belle hadn’t expected me to call Kirby directly. Her face went white as chalk, as though her soul
had fled.
Amelia quickly grabbed her arm, whispering, “Luna, let’s just sit over there, alright?”
Belle opened her mouth to retort, but one look from me smothered her voice, as though cotton had been stuffed down her throat.
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I sneered, my pheromones swirling again with disdain.
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Atst the ce quieted. I returned to my meal as though nothing had happened, peeling a shrimp and dropping it into Eren’s bowl.
Adler’s eyes lingered on me, his lips parting. “Leslie, you…”
He paused, as if unsure whether to ask if I was upset.
I smiled faintly, my tone light. “I’m used to it. I just feel bad for you and our little Eren. People who don’t matter aren’t worth the thought.”
Asphodel, for once, stayed silent, probably stillughing at Belle’s humiliation.
Eren beat her to it, seizing my hand in both of his, eyes clear as ake. “Muse, I really feel sorry for
you. I’ll protect you! When I grow up and inherit, I’ll take you to Gold Pack so you never have to see these awful people again!”
I blinked, then burst outughing. The little wolf was already thinking about inheritance?
Adler’s face turned ck as soot. He red at his son, torn between fury and helplessness.
He swallowed it down, then looked at me seriously. His voice was low. “I’m not angry. I just… hurt for you.”
His gaze was too intense, brimming with pity. My heart skipped faster.
I ducked my head with a smallugh, hiding the flicker of unease.
My phone rang again. Kirby.
I cut the call without hesitation. I wasn’t in the mood.
When lunch ended, Eren tly refused to leave with Adler. With an important meeting that afternoon, Adler had no choice but to go on ahead.
I rang Astrid, asking her out for some air.
She must have thought I meant bars and dancing, because she showed up dressed like she was headed for a red
carpet.
But when I drove by to pick her up, Eren was in the backseat, waving cheerfully. “Olddy!”
Astrid sucked in a sharp breath, nearly jumping back out of the car.
I gave her no chance, starting the engine with a teasing smile. “We’re going shopping.”
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Instead, I steered us to a private amusement park.
Eren bolted inside at once, racing around like an overexcited puppy.
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The park didn’t open to the public, hosting only a few regrs each day. I knew the owner, so everything was arranged perfectly.
Every child had two maids at their side, so there was no danger.
Astrid and I sat in the lounge with coffee, finally able to breathe.
She studied me, sensing my low mood, and raised a brow. “Did you hear? Crimson Moon Pack is nning a marriage alliance with Wave Pack.”
I noddedzily. “Mm.”
“So it’s true? I thought Kirby would never agree to that…” She leaned in, eyes gleaming with gossip.
I lifted my head, my face calm. “For packs with regional power, marriage isn’t a personal choice. One person’s opinion doesn’t matter.”
My phone buzzed again. An unfamiliar number.
I hesitated, then answered. “Hello?”
“Leslie, it’s Amelia. Could you please put in a word for Luna Belle-”
I hung up before she could finish and blocked the number without hesitation.
Crimson Moon Pack’s mess had nothing to do with me.
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