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“Wasteful sister steals sacred family relic?”
“Crimson Moon’s dirty little secrets exposed!”
Every drop of filth now landed on us. The Pack’s reputation was plummeting. Several elders from allied Packs messaged us, their words cautious and cryptic, saying they needed to “reevaluate” our former agreements.
All of this-because of my mother’s foolish and malicious actions. And Leslie’s precise, devastating counterattack.
“Alpha…” Malach stood stiffly nearby, not even daring to raise his head.
“Where is my mother?! Get her in here now!” I shouted. Lance roared inside me, ready to tear apart the woman who’d stirred up this disaster.
“Luna… she… she locked herself in her room. She won’t see anyone…”
“She has the nerve to hide?!” Rage surged through me, nearly breaking my control. “Now! Get someone to drag her out if you have to!”
“And the online posts! Why haven’t they been removed?! What the hell is PR even doing?!”
Malach’s voice cracked with panic. “Alpha, sir… they really can’t be taken down! The counterattack hit too hard-and the tech… the tech is far beyond us! Our firewalls were torn to shreds. We can’t fully scrub the data. The platforms themselves said… the posts are too hot, and the evidence too solid. They can’t force a takedown…”
I slumped back into my chair, a deep sense of helplessness closing in around me. My pride as an Alpha, the resources I controlled-it all felt hollow in this moment.
Then the highest-priority alert chimed in-it was my father, Marcus, the current Alpha of
Crimson Moon Pack.
I took a deep breath and answered the call.
“Kirby!” My father’s roar nearly shattered my cardrum. “Look at the mess you’ve made! You’ve disgraced the entire Pack! Where is that woman, Leslie? Get her back here! I’ll make sure she learns exactly what happens to anyone who crosses Crimson Moon!”
“Father,” I said wearily, “it was Mother who struck first. Leslie just… defended herself.”
“Defended herself?! She aired our dirty laundry to the entire world-that’s defense?!” My father’s rage was boiling. “I don’t care! Find her! Do whatever it takes to shut her up! If necessary-“
“I won’t.” I cut him off, voice steady. “She… she broke the bond. She’s no longer part of Crimson Moon. We have no right to interfere with her anymore.”
“You’re still protecting her?!” His voice cracked with disbelief and fury. “Kirby, have forgotten who you are?! Forgotten who your real family is?!” you
The call ended in a violent disconnect. I leaned back, rubbing my aching temples. How did things fall apart this badly?
I tried reaching out to Leslie-through our old mental link, through the Pack’s internal comm lines… nothing. Not even a blip. She’d blocked me out completely.
“Malach,” I said, eyes darkening, “find out where Leslie is. I want her exact location in Rogue Pack.”
Minutes later, Malach returned, looking even grimmer.
“Alpha… we can’t. RoguePack activated top-level interference. Every one of our probes has been jammed. Lady Leslie… has vanished completely from our detection range.”
Vanished completely…
For the first time, a creeping fear took hold of me. This woman I once thought I could control -just how much had I never known about her?
Leslie’s POV (RoguePack – Royal Court Library)
Carl lounged lazily by the towering floor-to-ceiling windows, twirling a uniquely shaped communication device between his fingers, a playful smile tugging at his lips.
“All done. Crimson Moon Pack’s network is full of holes-they can’t even plug the leaks if they tried. Their PR team is probably passed out from crying in their office by now. Also, every scout Kirby sent has been intercepted by our hacker team. Not a single strand of hair made it through.”
I lifted the steaming herbal tea in front of me and took a slow sip, the corners of my lips curling into a cold arc.
Asphodel yawned contentedly in my mind. Serves them right. Of all people to provoke, they picked us.
“Nice work, Carl.” I set down my cup. “But this is only the beginning.”
“Oh?” Carl raised a brow. “Looks like our little princess is finally ready to bare her fangs?”
I gave a slight smile, a sharp glint flashing in my eyes. “Three years of silence. It’s time some people learned that the woman they thought was easy to bully can be terrifying when she strikes back. Is Father… ready?”
“Father?” Carl’s smile deepened. “He’s been waiting for this day a long time. He said the entire wolf world needs to see what the Rogue Princess is really made of.”
Kirby’s POV (Crimson Moon Pack Office / One Month Later – Glory Hall)
A month had passed.
Crimson Moon Pack’s reputation had withered like frostbitten leaves-wilting and lifeless. My father Marcus hadn’t stopped raging once. My mother Belle was confined deep in the estate, and my sister Slyvana had been dragged back to the Pack and locked in the basement for “reflection.” Liana was still recovering at the Pack’s hospital, but I’d barely visited her. Each time I did, it was with a strange mix of restlessness and detachment.
The most frustrating thing of all was Leslie-my former wife in name-who had vanished from the world. Malach had tapped every available resource, but still couldn’t pinpoint her location within RoguePack. Lars’s royal court was like a fortress of steel, keeping her locked inside.
She’s right there, Kirby, Lance growled in my head, filled with frustration and confusion. I can feel it… the old connection point-faint, but not gone. But we still can’t find her!
By chance, while sorting through old belongings, I came across a forgotten recording.
It was a clip she’d secretly taken not long after we bonded-her clumsily chasing fireflies in a moonlit forest, turning back to smile at me shyly. Her eyes were untainted by the world, filled with purity and… attachment to me.
In that moment, something stabbed deep into my chest-the hollow feeling left behind from the broken bond came rushing back, sharp and undeniable.
Lance let out a low, suppressed whimper.
I searched for more memories of her, but all the crystal drives and scent-marked items had faded-their imprints wiped clean, as if some overwhelming power had deliberately erased or shielded them. All that remained was that last mental image of me and Liana in bed-mocking me in its silence.
She was erasing the past? Wiping away everything between us?
A surge of nameless fury swallowed the fleeting sorrow. I would find her. I had to find her! Not to get her back-but… just to get an answer! Or maybe just to feel in control again.
One month later, the annual “Glory Alliance” was held in the grandest hall of the capital- Glory Hall. It was a major event for displaying power and renewing alliances. As Crimson Moon Pack’s heir, I had to attend.
My father forbade both my mother and sister from appearing, so I had no choice but to bring Liana as my partner.
She dressed meticulously and clung to my side, but I could smell it-beneath her sweet Omega scent was a trace of barely concealed tension and… ambition. I was disgusted, but for the Pack’s image, I tolerated her-for now.
Inside Glory Hall, the air was thick with the pheromones of powerful Alphas and Betas. The scents of various Packs collided silently, engaged in an invisible contest of dominance. I forced myself to endure the greetings of Pack representatives, but my heart felt empty.
Then, like a storm, a powerful Alpha aura swept across the hall, sharp and chilling.
RoguePack had arrived.
I snapped my head up,
Thorbane, Rogue’s first heir, strode in with the presence of a king. His every step radiated battle strength and the ancient dominance of royal blood.
And beside him-her hand resting lightly on his arm, dressed in a gown that shimmered like it was woven from moonlight and Rogue stardust, walking toward us with measured grace-
Was Leslie.
My breath stopped. The woman before me was nothing like the obedient, slightly timid Omega mate I remembered. Her posture was tall and graceful, her face calm and subtly aloof, a faint smile playing at her lips. But in her eyes-those clear eyes-was a power and confidence that struck the heart like thunder.
And surrounding her was an undeniable, unmasked, pure and commanding… Alpha aura.
Alpha?! How had she become an Alpha?!
The realization hit me like a lightning bolt. My vision blurred. From the shattered link deep within my soul came a jolt of pain so sharp it left me reeling.
Lance howled inside me in shock-disbelief, and… a flicker of fear.