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he Alpha Princess’s Wrath

Chapter 181 The Scene She Set Ablaze

Lyana’s POV

I stared at the bloody spectacle before me, completely frozen.

My mind had gone blank.

What was my plan again?

Hire two Gamma–level enforcers, threaten her, humiliate her, ruin her reputation?

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But this silver beast, drenched in blood and radiating death–it wasn’t the same Leslie who played piano at the banquet, all charming smiles and elegance.

This was a monster that had crawled straight out of the abyss.

Her Alpha pheromones–so thick with the stench of bloodlust–crushed mine to dust.

My legs trembled uncontrollably. A fear so deep, it swallowed me whole.

“Run… we have to run…” My wolf sobbed in my mind, completely broken.

The other Gamma finally gathered his nerve and lunged at the silver wolf with a roar.

And then I saw it–something I would never forget for as long as I lived.

That silver wolf didn’t even flinch.

She simply tilted her head, clamping her jaws down on the dagger aimed at her with precise, terrifying strength–and shattered it. Bit by bit. A blade forged from mithril, crushed like brittle candy.

Then she swung a front paw.

The Gamma went flying.

“No…” I murmured, dazed, and turned to run.

Just then, the streetlights overhead flickered on. Warm yellow light spilled over the road, ripping the darkness apart.

The once–shadowed path was now visible–and standing between two mangled bodies was the silver wolf, slowly turning her bloodstained head toward me.

Those cold, golden slit–pupiled eyes locked onto mine.

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It was over…

And then, three figures appeared at the end of the road.

Kirby.

Kirby’s POV

My eyes narrowed at the hellish scene before me. My face was stone–cold.

I stepped into the light, tall and sharp as a blade, my presence crackling with pressure.

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“It’s her…” My wolf, Lance, breathed inside me, stunned–and awestruck. “She’s… so powerful… so beautiful…”

That silver beast, soaked in blood, standing tall in the wreckage, looked like the Moon Goddess incarnate. My heart skipped a beat.

My lips parted, voice low and freezing.

“Bit much, don’t you think, Lyana?”

Leiss and Malach were stunned beside me.

The last Gamma still standing at Lyana’s side moved to follow her orders–he actually tried to charge again.

“Idiot.”

Lance roared within me.

Before I could think, my body moved–black lightning flashing forward.

I appeared in front of the Gamma in an instant and drove my foot into his chest with brutal force. The sound of breaking bones cracked through the air.

He crumpled like a rag doll, slamming into the wall and sliding down without another breath.

I held back the fury boiling in my chest, eyes glowing red as they locked onto Lyana.

“Lyana,” I said, voice like frozen steel, “you really think you’re important enough to pull this? You trying to lose the Smoke Pack?”

I didn’t want to imagine what would’ve happened if I’d arrived even a moment later. If Leslie

had lost…

Leslie’s POV

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I watched Kirby, playing the knight–in–shining–armor role, and felt nothing but cold, suffocating annoyance.

Did I need him?

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“A perfectly good hunt,” Asphodel grumbled, lazily licking blood from her paw, “ruined by some nosy mutt.”

The silver fur covering my body began to recede. Bones cracked, limbs shrank, and I returned to human form.

My dress had long since been shredded–completely useless now–but I didn’t care.

Barefoot, standing on the cold ground, my skin still slick with enemy blood, I radiated the full weight of a Rogue Pack Alpha’s untouchable presence–more regal and unshakable than ever.

Lyana cast me a bitter glance, lips twisting into a wicked smile, her voice sharp and biting. “The Rogue Pack Queen sure is lucky. Even after breaking off your bond, you’ve still got the great Alpha himself playing guard dog. Your way with men really is impressive. But next time, you won’t be so lucky…”

I lowered my gaze slightly, hiding the ridicule in my eyes.

She really thought there’d be a next time? How naïve.

At her words, I lifted my head and swept a cold glance across the crowd.

Finally, my eyes landed on Kirby–and stayed there.

“This whole little scene tonight was unexpectedly… entertaining,” I said, voice calm and just a little lazy.

Then I paused, letting the silence stretch.

“But the performance flopped.”

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