Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 152

s POV

“What are you talking about?”

Hadn’t he already snatched that territory from the Frost Pack with a sky–high bid of five billion?

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“A cunning male wolf,” my wolf Asphodel warned in my mind. “He’s baiting us with prey. Leslie, be careful–this reeks of a trap.”

Kirby stared at me, his gaze dark and unreadable.

“We could work together,” he said. “If we partner on this project, the Rogue Pack’s royal family would only need to invest a third of the original resources.”

I let out a scoff of a laugh, dismissive. “Sure, but that would slash the profits too. A morsel that tiny isn’t worth the hassle…”

A three–way partnership?

So he planned to bring Lyana into this as well.

What kind of deal had those two Alphas struck?

It didn’t make sense. The Crimson Moon Pack had more than enough power to claim that territory on their own.

Why would Kirby be willing to share that fat slice of meat now that it was already in his mouth?

Just as I turned to leave, Kirby spoke again.

“Leslie, do you really think I’d go through all this for just a piece of land?”

He stepped out of the car, his tall figure casting a shadow that swallowed the sunlight around me. His Alpha pheromones hit me in the face–intense, tangled. There was regret. Urgency. And… something else. A flicker of something even he hadn’t realized was there: a silent plea.

He saw the shift on my face and seemed satisfied.

“That land,” he said, “is surrounded by the Arcane Research Institute, the highest academy for elite werewolf education. If we unlock its full potential, the entire district will become prime territory. In under five years, it’ll be the beating heart of the main city–for economy, science, magic, and education. Don’t you want a stake in that?”

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My fists clenched at my sides, holding back the surge inside me.

It was tempting.

He wasn’t just talking about land. He was talking about something priceless.

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It could become the heart of the entire Northern Continent. A place every Pack would rally around.

And yet… I hadn’t lost my head over it.

I lifted my eyes to him, frowning slightly.

“I don’t get it. If your vision is so flawless, Alpha, why invite me?”

If Kirby did this alone and succeeded, every Pack on the continent would be at Crimson Moon’s mercy.

At that point, their influence would eclipse even the Rogue Pack’s royal line.

He could use it as the foundation for a whole new werewolf kingdom.

So why…

I stared at Kirby. His features were sharp and deep as the sea, his gaze heavy with something unspoken, buried beneath the surface.

His lips were tight, eyes locked on me. Words crowded behind his expression, but none made it

out.

The cedar–scented Alpha pheromones grew heavier, swirling with his restless thoughts.

But he said nothing.

I looked away, lowering my gaze just enough to hide the tremor in my chest. On the surface, I stayed calm.

This project sounded like a sure bet–no risks, completely unlike that previous “Moon Goddess Relic” disaster.

And yet… something still felt wrong. Why was he looking at me like that? I didn’t understand.

He hesitated, then spoke with a trace of reluctance. “You can say yes. Or you can walk away.”

The weight in my chest deepened.

I locked eyes with him, catching a flash of emotion before he could hide it,

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A cold laugh slipped from my lips as I lifted my chin, a mocking curl tugging at my mouth. “Don’t tell me… this is your way of compensating me for breaking the engagement?”

Half a jab, half a test.

If he dared say “yes,” my hand would strike him across the face without hesitation.

Kirby, proud Alpha that he was–if I hadn’t been born a Rogue Pack princess, just a regular Omega–would he still go this far?

Was this to smooth over relations between our Packs? Or was he trying to ease his own conscience?

A project worth billions… just to soothe political tension?

Kirby, you really are generous in ways no one expects.

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