Chapter 340 No Comparison
Kirby’s POV
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In the Crimson Moon Pack’s office, I sat at my desk while the air filled with my mint pheromones, sharp and biting as winter frost.
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Finished
Belle’s situation was finally resolved. I had kept my word and sent her off to an overseas estate to join Slyvana.
Marcus had flown into a rage at first, but once he realized she had nearly provoked Rogue Pack and Gold Pack into joining forces against us, his fury turned on her. He fell silent after that, no longer daring to oppose me.
He might have abandoned the idea of allying with Rogue Pack, but he wasn’t about to risk an outright break with one of the great wolf ns–much less when Gold Pack was also involved.
On paper, I had won again. But in my heart, there was no satisfaction.
Leslie… Her name circled through my thoughts, leaving a sting of ache in my chest.
A knock broke my reverie. Mch entered. “Kirby, Alpha Marcus sent something for you.”
My brows drew together. What game was Marcus ying now? “Let them in.”
The secretary stepped aside, and in walked a woman dressed with careful precision, her head bowed, delicate as if a breeze might topple her.
Amelia.
She lingered there timidly, eyes carrying a trace of hope. Her voice was meek, almost deliberately sweet. “Kirby, Alpha Marcus said you’ve been working hard. The household prepared soup for you, and he asked me to bring it.”
I froze, my gaze turning frigid, mint pheromones pulsing out with irritation. “Why are you still here?”
Belle had been the one to keep her at the old estate. Belle was gone. Why was this woman still clinging on?
Color drained from Amelia’s face. Her smile wavered, yet she forced it back. “Alpha Marcus said I could stay a few more days. I won’t disturb anyone.”
My stare grew colder. I had no words for her.
Mch hurried forward, taking the bowl from her hands, pouring it carefully as he covered the
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moment with a smile. “Thank you, Miss Amelia.”
Finished
He hovered there, eyes darting as though torn between sending her off and keeping quiet.
I had no interest in speaking further. The air grew heavy, near freezing.
Then Amelia stepped forward, biting her lip before forcing herself to speak. “Kirby, I know I’m not as exceptional as Leslie, but for the person I like, I can work hard to be someone worthy. Alpha Marcus said if I stay by your side, I can learn so much. Even if it’s just as a low- level employee, I’d be d to….
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Augh of contempt slipped from me.
Her? Compared to Leslie? The very thought was a joke.
Amelia caught the look on my face. Herplexion nched, as if a needle had pierced her
heart.
I met her eyes, my voice cutting cold. “You were expelled from Rogue Pack for a reason you know all too well. Crimson Moon Pack will not employ someone who couldn’t evenplete an internship. And let me be blunt–don’t everpare yourself to Leslie. You are not of the same world.”
What was there topare?
I didn’t bother softening the blow. Her reaction was irrelevant.
Amelia’s face went ghost–pale, her eyes shining with tears. But instead of fleeing, she stayed rooted, fingers clenched white. Her voice trembled, imploring. “But Alpha Marcus said Leslie is too domineering. You’ve sent away Slyvana, even your mother, all for her. If you stay with Leslie, won’t Crimson Moon Pack fall into chaos? You… you really won’t consider the consequences?”
Rage red, my gaze darkening as fire surged in my chest. Mint pheromones poured out so heavily the air itself seemed to harden.
Her words were knives, stabbing at me until my chest ached–but outwardly I didn’t flinch. My tone was t and merciless. “The affairs of Crimson Moon Pack are not for you to meddle in. Get out.”
She froze, tears trembling in her eyes, but I felt no pity.
Because of Liana, I had already learned one truth: never believe an Omega’s tears.
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Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath
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Chapter 341 The Weight of Disgrace