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If she returned the artifact, Marcus would ease off. The media would move on. And I could retake control, clean up the mess, and restore her name.
“Leslie,” I said again, fighting to stay calm. “Let’s deal with the immediate crisis first. We’ll talk about everything else later.”
She laughed coldly. “Don’t bother. I’m used to being cursed out. Doesn’t matter what happens later.”
“Kirby, the biggest regret of my life was ever being fated to you.” Her voice turned sharper than a blade. “Three years. Just three. I’ll consider it a nightmare.”
“Tell your father-if he wants his precious heirloom back, he’d better be ready to rise from the grave to claim it.”
She hung up.
All I heard was the cold, flat tone of a dead line.
Leiss gave an awkward chuckle. “She’s ungrateful, Kirby. Don’t bother. Give it time. These things blow over. I’ve seen it before.”
“Oh, by the way, I got an invite to the Rogue Pack’s centennial. I hear they’ve invited every pack in Westview. Supposedly they’ll be announcing something huge-maybe it’s a way to clear up Leslie’s reputation. We’ll see what happens.”
I didn’t respond.
Still lost in the echo of that call, I muttered to myself, “Stupid woman.”
What was she thinking?
The situation was on the brink-and she refused every lifeline. Did she really believe Rogue Pack would risk everything just for her?
Was Thorbane really planning to make her Luna?
In a time like this? When anyone who touches her risks being dragged down too?
Stupid woman.
Marcus’ POV
The centennial celebration of the Rogue Pack royal family was officially underway, held in the grandest venue of Central City-the Eternal Palace.
The entire palace shimmered like a divine kingdom. Leaders of every top Pack across the continent had gathered, paying their respects with utmost sincerity.
Naturally, we-the Crimson Moon Pack-received our invitation as well.
I came dressed in formal, somber black, along with my wife Belle, my daughter Slyvana, and my good-for-nothing son Kirby.
I was filled with anticipation. That woman Leslie-she had dared to attack and threaten reporters not long ago. Her actions may have intimidated some, but the backlash would be even more severe. Once public opinion erupted like a flood, not even Lars, the King of Lycans, would be able to protect her. No matter how fond he was of her, the tide would force him to let her go.
Lars glanced at us briefly, his gaze cold and dismissive. He didn’t even bother to speak to me.
Humiliation washed over me like a tidal wave.
Just then, the music in the palace abruptly stopped.
Lars of the Rogue Pack stepped onto the main stage.
“Everyone!” His voice, amplified by lycan power, echoed through the entire palace. “Thank you for joining us in celebrating the Rogue Pack royal family’s centennial. Tonight, there is something I must clarify. I know many of you are curious about a certain woman-Leslie-who has recently been making waves across the continent’s networks and is closely associated with our royal family.”
Here it comes!
A rush of excitement surged through me, and I couldn’t help the satisfied smile tugging at my lips.
He was finally going to distance himself from that woman-for the sake of the royal family’s reputation!
Belle and Slyvana exchanged looks, their eyes gleaming with expectation. That wretched woman Leslie was about to meet her downfall!
“Leslie’s professional capabilities within the Rogue Pack are beyond question,”
Lars’s voice rang clear, “But her relationship with my eldest son Thorbane is not what the public believes…”
“And while I have your attention, I’d like to reintroduce Leslie.”
He turned to the passage on the left, a warm, tender smile spreading across his face-one I’d never seen before. He waved in that direction and said, “Come, Leslie. Join us…”
To everyone’s shock, the door on the left slowly opened.
A figure stepped forward with poise and grace.
She wore a soft blue off-shoulder gown, the fabric embedded with countless hexagonal diamonds that shimmered like the galaxy itself. Around her neck hung an iris-shaped necklace that radiated ancient nobility and elegance.
Her makeup was flawless. Loose waves cascaded past her ears, her entire demeanor exuding a refined and regal aura. She was composed, elegant, stunning-a true queen.
She walked with calm confidence, a world apart from the degrading rumors spread online.
As soon as she appeared, countless camera flashes erupted like a storm.
Lars looked at her with satisfaction, gently taking her hand.
He paused, then looked toward the Crimson Moon delegation with an unreadable expression in his eyes.
“What most of you don’t know,” he continued, his voice thunderous in the vast hall, “is that I have not just three sons… but also a daughter. She is the Rogue Pack royal family’s greatest treasure. To protect her, I’ve kept her identity hidden from the world.”
He extended his arm and proudly pulled Leslie into his embrace,
“She is part of the Rogue Pack. Her name is Leslie. She is of the Rogue Pack royal line. She is the daughter I’ve cherished since she was a child-my biological daughter!”
“What… what?!”
My wife Belle shrieked in disbelief beside me. “She’s just a penniless orphan!”
“Shut up!” I snapped, my face dark with rage.
Lars himself had declared it. There was no denying it now.
Kirby’s POV
Father daughter…
My mind went completely blank.
Leslic was Lars Rogue Pack’s daughter? She was actually a princess of the Rogue Pack royal family?
How could that be possible?!
I stared at the radiant woman standing on stage, and the image that came to mind was the one I had seen for the past three years-the one where she lived humbly at the Bloodstone Estate, obedient and meek, allowing my mother and sister to bully her however they pleased…
A crushing, absurd pain-so deep it felt like it could tear my soul apart-swept over me in an instant.
My wolf, Lance, let out a soundless, hopeless wail from deep inside me.
“We… what have we done… what if this is just a lie from Lars, a trick to restore the royal family’s reputation? Unless they’ve done a bloodline test…”
Beside me, Liana was still whispering in disbelief.
But Lars’s next words shattered her last bit of hope-shattered all of ours.
“As of this moment, I hereby declare-“