Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 304

Chapter 304 The Cost of Schemes

Leslie’s POV

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Morning sunlight filtered through the thick balcony trees, dappling the room in shifting gold. Birds chirped on the branches, and the crisp air brought a rare sense of calm.

Stretching, I slipped into an ivory day dress with low heels–simple, but still refined. I’d never cared for corporate dress codes. As Rogue Pack’s princess, no one dared question my choices. I’d never aimed for the sharp, overbearing style of a corporate iron lady.

At Apex Industries, a steaming cup of coffee already waited on my desk. I sipped, lips curving at the rich flavor, and picked up the files stacked neatly beside it.

Liam entered with his usual precision, folders in hand. “Leslie, today’s schedule.”

I set the cup down, my tone calm but firm. “Clear everything else. Inform HR that Amelia is terminated. Effective immediately.”

A flicker of surprise passed through his eyes, but he quickly bowed his head. “Yes.”

No questions, no hesitation. He turned and left briskly, his footsteps clipped and decisive.

Leaning back in my chair, I gazed out at the skyline, a quiet laugh curling from my lips.

A Wave Pack Omega, daring to calculate against me with such childish tricks. Last night’s farce had exhausted my patience.

The morning meeting was brief, the Moon Goddess Relic project moving into its next phase. A few clear instructions from me set the course.

Lunch with Thorbane followed, his chatter about markets fading into background noise as my mind circled Amelia’s games.

When I returned, Liam was already waiting. His voice was measured. “Amelia has been waiting for two hours. She insists on seeing you.”

I gave a cold smile. Asphodel snorted. “Now she’s afraid?”

Waving a hand dismissively, I said, “I don’t have the time. Tell her to go wherever she belongs.”

Liam inclined his head, as if he’d expected nothing less, and left without another word.

Amelia’s POV

The Rogue Pack lounge was bright with sunlight pouring through the glass walls. It stung my

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Chapter 304 The Cost of Schemes

eyes, too sharp, too honest.

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I sat on the sofa, hands clenched, face pale, thoughts in chaos.

Leila growled low inside me. “You’re finished.”

The dismissal hadn’t yet gone public. There was still a chance.

Charles had maneuvered tirelessly to secure my place at Apex. If he learned I’d failed, he would send me back to that crumbling apartment, branded forever as the Pack’s bastard daughter.

I’d clawed this far. Freedom from my past was within reach. Now I was teetering on the cliff’s edge, ready to shatter.

“Miss Amelia.”

Liam’s voice snapped me upright. My fingers tightened. “Mr. Liam…”

He approached, smile polite but eyes cool. “Leslie has two more meetings. She has no time to see you. Please leave.”

My stomach dropped, words spilling from me, trembling. “Why am I suddenly being dismissed?”

Hope clung stubbornly to me.

Even Kirby’s humiliation hadn’t broken me–because as long as I stayed here, I still had a chance.

I couldn’t leave.

Liam gave a quiet laugh, gaze sharp. “Ask yourself what you’ve done.”

Leila’s warning came like a lash. “He knows about last night.”

My pulse jumped. Last night, to shame Leslie in front of Kirby, I’d tampered with her gown…

I bit my lip hard, trying to hold ground. “I’ll see Leslie. I’ll apologize.”

His eyes stayed flat, his tone colder. “You’ve been dismissed. That is the price. Go back to Wave Pack and play the lady. Leslie is the Western chief–she doesn’t waste time on common wolves.”

Panic surged. “I’m Wave Pack’s daughter. And Leslie dares brush me off like this?”