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Thorbane’s eyes swept across Slyvana, his tone sharp and cold. “Did no one in Crimson Moon Pack ever teach Miss Slyvana that if you pick a fight, you’d better be ready for the consequences? Or did you forget to apologize first when you insulted my sister?”
Slyvana shrank behind me under the pressure of his Alpha aura, muttering in a pitiful tone, “Kirby, I didn’t…”
But both Thorbane and Leslie stared her down with that same cold, silent judgment.
I frowned even deeper at Thorbane’s words.
Slyvana, sensing safety under my Alpha aura, suddenly found her nerve again and started yelling, “It’s all because she slandered me online about the ‘Moonrock’ thing! My sisters all
Kirby’s POV
Slyvana followed behind me into the restaurant’s security room, still chattering nonstop, trying to smear Leslie.
“Kirby! I told you she’s no good! Look at her now-latched onto the Rogue family, that guy Thorbane doing everything for her. Who knows, maybe she was cheating on you long ago! I bet she used your money to support that pretty boy!”
Her words were dripping with poison.
“Shut up!” I stopped abruptly, turning around and shooting her a glare as sharp as a blade. The pressure of my Alpha aura made her fall silent in an instant. Lance roared with fury inside me -not for Leslie, but because of Slyvana’s stupidity and malice. She was shaming Crimson Moon Pack.
I ignored her and walked straight to the restaurant manager. He was already waiting, and had the surveillance footage ready.
The scenes from the private room began to play out clearly before me.
One minute. Two minutes…
My face darkened with every passing second.
On screen, my mother Belle and Slyvana hurled insult after insult, their words venomous, full of contempt and cruelty toward Leslie.
And Leslie-at first she stayed silent, enduring it all. Her face showed little expression, but I could see it-in her clenched fists, in the flashes of frost in her eyes. She was holding it in. Angry. Humiliated.
Habit? The footage laid it bare. This wasn’t habit. It was long-term endurance.
Had this not been the first time? Had my mother and sister always treated… my Mate like this, without me knowing?
It wasn’t until Slyvana demanded that Leslie kneel and pour her a drink that Leslie finally snapped-drenching her in wine and delivering a sharp warning.
Her retaliation had been fierce, yes. But compared to what she’d endured… it didn’t seem excessive at all.
My chest churned with conflicting emotions. Blood pounded in my veins. My expression shifted again and again.
Shame. Rage. Disbelief. And a feeling I hadn’t expected-guilt.
I abruptly shut off the footage and stormed out.
“Wait for me…” Slyvana chased after me in a panic.
I stopped and turned, staring her down. My voice was as cold as steel. “Slyvana. This wasn’t the first time, was it?”
Her face went pale. Her eyes darted, flustered, almost frantic. “What are you talking about? I… I was just mad she hooked up with some other werewolf right after the divorce… I don’t usually say anything to her!”
I let out a cold laugh. Even now, she was still lying. I couldn’t believe in this spoiled, reckless sister of mine anymore.
“Go apologize to Leslie Rogue.” My tone was sharp and absolute.
“I won’t!” Slyvana screamed, tears spilling down her face again. “Apologize to that bitch? I’d rather die! She’s the one who poured wine on me! Why should I apologize?!”
She lunged toward me and grabbed my arm. “You have to help me! Leslie Rogue must be thrilled right now! She probably was using your money to keep that pretty boy! That Alpha with her-“
I shook her off with such force that she stumbled. My voice dropped into something deadly. “That man is the RoguePack’s first heir. Thorbane Rogue. You don’t stand a chance.”
I didn’t spare her another look. I turned and walked off without hesitation.
For the first time, a chilling thought formed in my mind:
Maybe the bond being broken… wasn’t just my fault.
Maybe Crimson Moon Pack was broken too,
Maybe my whole family… was part of the problem. n in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath
Slyvana’s POV (Moon Cafe)
I stood frozen, watching Kirby’s back as he walked away, stunned like I’d been struck by lightning.
Thorbane Rogue?! The first heir of RoguePack?!
I actually… offended someone like that?! A surge of fear gripped me.
But that fear was soon overtaken by something deeper-hatred.
It was all Leslie Rogue’s fault! I wouldn’t let her get away with this! If my brother wouldn’t help me… I’d find someone who would.
I pulled out my phone and, hands trembling, dialed Logan’s number. “Logan… big brother… Leslie Rogue bullied me… sob… you have to help me…’
Kirby’s POV (Crimson Moon Pack Office)
Back at the office, the scene at the restaurant-and everything from the surveillance footage- replayed in my mind over and over. My mother and sister’s vicious, cutting faces… the shift in Leslie’s eyes from silent endurance to explosive defiance… and my own hesitation… and worse -how I’d actually asked her to explain herself.
Lance let out a low, anguished whimper inside me. It could feel the confusion and guilt twisting in my chest. What have we done, Kirby? She endured so much… and we…
Yeah. What did we do? Where was I-her so-called Alpha-her supposed mate-when she needed protection? I hadn’t shielded her. I’d allowed my family to hurt her. And when she finally struck back, I’d demanded an explanation?
Disgust with myself flooded through me. No wonder she broke the bond. No wonder she looked at me like garbage. No wonder she scoffed at every attempt I made to reconnect-if you could even call them that.
I deserved it.
Just then, Malach knocked and entered, wearing a strange expression. “Alpha… Miss Slyvana just contacted Master Logan… She seems to be complaining about you and… Governor Rogue.”
Logan? My brow tightened. Why would Slyvana go to him? Was she trying to get him to go after Leslie for her? How utterly idiotic.
“Tell Logan,” I ordered coldly, “to stay away from Slyvana. And if he dares lay a finger on Leslie
Rogue again because of her, I won’t be showing him any more brotherly mercy.”
“Yes, Alpha.” Malach bowed and left.
I leaned back in my chair, pressing a hand to my temple.
Crimson Moon Pack was now riddled with internal strife. Our reputation was in shambles. Allies were beginning to waver. Rogue family’s warning was like a blade hanging over our heads… And at the root of it all was that woman I once dismissed without a second thought- who now haunted my days and nights.
Leslie Rogue.
What was I supposed to do now? Apologize? She wouldn’t care. Compensate her? She didn’t need anything from me.
Maybe… maybe I just needed to see her. Not as Crimson Moon Pack’s heir. Not even as her ex.
Just… just to see her again. Maybe just to ask-
What does she really want?
Once the thought took hold, I couldn’t suppress it.