Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 128

Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath

Chapter 128 Not That Ship

Leslie’s POV

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Morning sunlight streamed in through the curtains at a slanted angle, spreading across the

floor.

After a simple breakfast, I headed straight to the office. The “Apex Industries” project was already well underway and didn’t need me hovering over it daily anymore.

Now, it was time to turn my focus toward the next endeavor–a real estate development in the Starloop District.

Once I arrived at the office, I pulled up the latest trending topics online.

The network across the continent had split into two camps: one shipping “Leslie and Carl,” and the other firmly rooting for “Leslie and Lorde.”

To my surprise, both sides were incredibly passionate about their arguments. A small group even tried to force a “Leslie and Kirby” ship into the conversation, but they got torn apart in the

comments.

Heh. So the netizens do have eyes. My name and Kirby’s don’t belong in the same sentence- period.

Absolutely not.

“These shipper fans are out of their minds…”

My Wolf, Asphodel, murmured in my mind, finding the whole thing surprisingly entertaining as it scanned through the comments.

Liam stood beside me and carefully offered a suggestion. “Ms. Leslie, should we take down these trending tags?”

I smiled. “No need. It’s harmless fun. It’s not like just because a bunch of random fans like a pairing, I’m actually going to get with the guy.”

Carl and I? If people knew what kind of relationship we really had, they’d lose their minds.

Liam nodded and headed out after giving his full report.

Malach’s POV

I glanced over at Alpha Kirby out of the corner of my eye.

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I’ve never seen an Alpha so obsessed with gossip and trending tags while drowning in work. Kirby’s been unusually interested in reading fan comments lately–and not just reading. The man even replies to them sometimes.

Does he not realize his online reputation is garbage?

Then again, I’m not about to point that out.

Kirby was staring coldly at the screen, the tension in the room climbing by the second. His information scent bristled with danger.

Suddenly, he hurled the phone onto his desk, the impact loud and sharp. The him dropped like a stormcloud.

I stole a peek at the phone screen—and instantly understood.

It was about Queen Leslie again.

Of course.

pressure around

“Alpha, shall I have this trending tag removed? It’s getting ridiculous,” I offered cautiously.

Kirby narrowed his eyes and stared at me for a long moment. “Crimson Moon Pack isn’t going to be overshadowed by those two nobodies. Got it?”

His voice was cold. His gaze even colder.

I froze for a second, almost missing his meaning–then quickly straightened. “Understood. I’ll hire a wave of bots right away to boost the Kirby and Leslie tag above the others.”

After all this time working under him, it wasn’t hard to read between the lines.

Kirby didn’t respond. He silently flipped open a file, scrawled his signature across the handed it to me.

“Get to work.”

“Yes, sir.”

He actually approved it?

What the hell?

Mr. Kirby’s obsession with Ms. Leslie might be getting a little out of hand…

Leslie’s POV

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Not even an hour later, the heated debate online had gone from two factions to three.

Unbelievable.

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Somehow, the Kirby and Leslie ship tag had skyrocketed to the top–completely overtaking Carl and Lorde’s.

In one of my private group chats, things were already blowing up.

Astrid wasted no time sharing what she’d dug up. “Just got word from a top gossip account- turns out that Kirby and Leslie ship tag was boosted by none other than Crimson Moon Pack. LOL. Kirby must’ve finally lost it.”

Amala: “This is what we call a historic moment.”

Eric: “Hello? Where’s my ship tag? Do I not even exist?”

Me: “He’s insane.”

Seriously. Kirby had to be out of his mind.

I hadn’t planned on getting involved in this mess. But now that Kirby had stepped in personally, there was no way I could let it keep snowballing.

I picked up the phone and called Liam, my tone crisp and direct.

“Take every trending tag off the net. Doesn’t matter how much Crimson Moon Pack paid. We’ll pay double.”

Liam, of course, obeyed without question. Not a second of delay.

And just like that, the wildfire on the internet vanished as suddenly as it had started. Everyone was left trying to discuss the drama–only to realize all the tags had mysteriously disappeared without a trace.

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