Filed To Story: Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath (Leslie and Kirby) Book PDF Free
A three-way partnership?
So he planned to bring Lyana into this as well.
What kind of deal had those two Alphas struck?
It didn’t make sense. The Crimson Moon Pack had more than enough power to claim that territory on their own.
Why would Kirby be willing to share that fat slice of meat now that it was already in his mouth?
Just as I turned to leave, Kirby spoke again.
“Leslie, do you really think I’d go through all this for just a piece of land?”
He stepped out of the car, his tall figure casting a shadow that swallowed the sunlight around me. His Alpha pheromones hit me in the face-intense, tangled. There was regret. Urgency. And… something else. A flicker of something even he hadn’t realized was there: a silent plea.
He saw the shift on my face and seemed satisfied.
“That land,” he said, “is surrounded by the Arcane Research Institute, the highest academy for elite werewolf education. If we unlock its full potential, the entire district will become prime territory. In under five years, it’ll be the beating heart of the main city-for economy, science, magic, and education. Don’t you want a stake in that?”
My fists clenched at my sides, holding back the surge inside me.
It was tempting.
He wasn’t just talking about land. He was talking about something priceless.
It could become the heart of the entire Northern Continent. A place every Pack would rally around.
And yet… I hadn’t lost my head over it.
I lifted my eyes to him, frowning slightly.
“I don’t get it. If your vision is so flawless, Alpha, why invite me?”
If Kirby did this alone and succeeded, every Pack on the continent would be at Crimson Moon’s mercy.
At that point, their influence would eclipse even the Rogue Pack’s royal line.
He could use it as the foundation for a whole new werewolf kingdom.
So why…
I stared at Kirby. His features were sharp and deep as the sea, his gaze heavy with something unspoken, buried beneath the surface.
His lips were tight, eyes locked on me. Words crowded behind his expression, but none made it out.
The cedar-scented Alpha pheromones grew heavier, swirling with his restless thoughts.
But he said nothing.
I looked away, lowering my gaze just enough to hide the tremor in my chest. On the surface, I stayed calm.
This project sounded like a sure bet-no risks, completely unlike that previous “Moon Goddess Relic” disaster.
And yet… something still felt wrong. Why was he looking at me like that? I didn’t understand.
He hesitated, then spoke with a trace of reluctance. “You can say yes. Or you can walk away.”
The weight in my chest deepened.
I locked eyes with him, catching a flash of emotion before he could hide it,
A cold laugh slipped from my lips as I lifted my chin, a mocking curl tugging at my mouth. “Don’t tell me… this is your way of compensating me for breaking the engagement?”
Half a jab, half a test.
If he dared say “yes,” my hand would strike him across the face without hesitation.
Kirby, proud Alpha that he was-if I hadn’t been born a Rogue Pack princess, just a regular Omega-would he still go this far?
Was this to smooth over relations between our Packs? Or was he trying to ease his own conscience?
A project worth billions… just to soothe political tension?
Kirby, you really are generous in ways no one expects.
Leslie’s POV
For a moment, there was silence. Then Astrid shifted slightly beside me and gently tugged on my wrist, a quiet gesture for me to keep calm.
She cleared her throat, breaking the tension. “Alpha, there’s no need to rush for an answer, is there? Who’s to say you’re not setting a trap? How about this-let Leslie talk it over with the elders in her Pack? I’m sure it’s not something that can’t wait a few days.”
I instinctively glanced at Astrid. She gave me a quick wink, a glint of sly mischief in her eyes.
To my surprise, Kirby actually nodded and agreed to her suggestion.
That… caught me off guard.
When I turned to leave, he didn’t try to stop me.
Once we were in Astrid’s luxury sports car, I couldn’t help but ask. “Why didn’t you wait for him to give a direct answer?”
Astrid smiled and gave a sharp snort. “You really think Kirby would go out of his way to dig a trap just for the Rogue Pack royal family?”
I was quiet for a beat before answering. “He wouldn’t go that far.”
Crimson Moon Pack was one of the strongest packs in the West, but they still fell short of the Rogue Pack’s royal line.
Despite our long-standing tensions, we hadn’t reached the point of outright war.
Kirby was a rational Alpha. He wouldn’t burn bridges now.
“In that case, if it’s a guaranteed win with no losses, why shut the door on it?”
I frowned slightly.
What bothered me was the part Kirby didn’t say.
If this were about compensation, I didn’t want it.
Astrid sighed, clearly reading my thoughts.
“Leslie, do you really care that much about his answer? If you do, have you truly moved on from him?”
It hit me like a bucket of ice water dumped over my head.
Instant clarity.
“She’s shaking your resolve,” Asphodel warned inside me. “Don’t forget the pain he caused you!”
“Even if it is compensation, there’s a mountain of gold right in front of you. It’s not stolen. No tricks. Why say no to money?” Astrid looked like she was one step away from begging me to take the deal.
We were all rich, sure-but who said no to more?