Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175 Misunderstandings

Leslie’s POV

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Eric’s pheromones carried a trace of nervousness, his wolf spirit’s restlessness betraying his bold intentions.

“Leslie, happy birthday.” He stopped in front of me and held out the roses, his voice low. “Wishing you… all the best.”

Carl couldn’t hold back a snort beside us. “All the best? Eric, that’s one vague blessing.”

Thorbane shot him a cold glare, and Carl immediately shut his mouth.

Asphodel scoffed in my mind. “He was about to propose and chickened out. Nicely done, Leslie!”

I took the roses with a detached smile. “Thanks. I’ll accept them.”

Eric lowered his head. A flicker of disappointment passed through his eyes, and his wolf spirit’s presence waned slightly.

I took the chance to pull him away from the crowd and muttered a warning. “Eric, roses are for romantic proposals. Were you trying to start a scene at my birthday party?”

He gave me his usual lazy grin, but there was a hint of sincerity in his eyes. “Just wanted to surprise you. Didn’t think your nose was sharp enough to kill the whole plan before it started.”

I folded my arms, letting my Alpha pressure roll out. “A surprise? I almost had a heart attack. Eric, I’m not like your docile little Omega girlfriends. Don’t waste your time on me.”

His wolf spirit whimpered under the weight of my aura. His smile faltered. “Those girls? They don’t hold a candle to you. I never even cared about them.”

I raised a hand to cut him off. “That’s enough, Eric. We’ve known each other for years. This is

where it ends.”

He was just about to argue when I felt the zipper on the back of my dress come loose, revealing a bare shoulder glowing silver in the moonlight.

Eric noticed too and murmured, “Your dress…”

He reached out to fix it, but I froze.

Right then, the lounge door swung open, and a syrupy voice rang out. “Sorry to interrupt, Leslie. I didn’t expect to walk in on you and Eric getting cozy…”

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It was Athena–my cousin. An Omega from the Rogue Pack’s fringe clans. Her pretentious pheromones oozed artificial sweetness as she played innocent.

I shot her a cold glare, eyes flashing. “Which eye saw us getting cozy?”

Eric let go and snorted. “Who is this? Must be blind as hell.”

Athena bit her lip, pretending to be wronged. Her cloying scent grew stronger, but standing behind her was Kirby.

His cedar pheromones sliced through the air like a blade. His gaze was dark and locked onto me and Eric.

Athena murmured, “I’m Athena, Leslie’s cousin. I accidentally spilled wine on Alpha’s jacket just now, so I brought him up here to change. I didn’t realize you were using the lounge…”

I glanced at Kirby’s jacket. The stain shimmered under the moonlight.

Accident or not? I’d seen too many tricks like this.

I gave a soft laugh and turned to Eric. “Looks like we’re the ones interrupting their little moment. Eric, you planning to stay and enjoy the show?”

Eric raised an eyebrow and offered his arm like a gentleman.

Athena quickly stepped aside, but Kirby remained standing like a wall in the doorway, his cedar scent pulsing with pressure, refusing to budge.

“Alpha, if you don’t mind?” I looked up at him, voice icy.

“What did you mean by ‘little show?”

Kirby’s tone was cold.

“Exactly what you think I meant.”

“There are hundreds of guests here today. And somehow, my sweet cousin just happened to spill wine on Alpha’s jacket, and then happened to bring him to the lounge? If that’s not setting up for a ‘little show, who’s buying it?”

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