Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 The Princess’s Presence

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.

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“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.

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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.

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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.

Had she… been lying to me all along?

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