Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315 Misunderstandings

Kirby’s POV

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I sat in the corner of Leiss‘ bar, the dim light throwing shadows across my face, the amber liquid in my glass trembling with each restless twitch of my hand.

Lance prowled inside me, snarling like a beast trapped in a cage, my mint pheromones leaking sharp and cold into the air.

The laughter and chatter of the men around me grated against my ears. Their eyes carried both pity and schadenfreude.

“Kirby, Leslie’s temper is harder than stone. Why don’t you just give up already?” one drawled, twirling his glass like he was lecturing a stubborn pup.

My gaze cut to him, ice flashing in my eyes.

Lance roared in my mind. “Give up? That woman is your fated mate! These idiots know nothing!”

I swallowed the fire clawing at my chest, my voice grinding out low and harsh. “Impossible.”

Give

up

Leslie? What a joke.

She was mine–my mate. Even if she tore the bond apart, even if rumors spread of her and that bastard Adler, she belonged only to me.

I sneered, downing the glass in one swallow. The burn of liquor did nothing to quench the blaze raging inside.

Another self–styled expert leaned in, smug. “Kirby, you should ignore her. Play it cold. Women -chase them too hard, and you just look pathetic.”

Leiss had the nerve to nod along, waggling his brows. “Exactly! Play aloof! Do you even know what people are saying? That you’re ready to marry into Rogue Pack, licking Leslie’s boots for a way back in!”

“Marry in?” My grip crushed against the glass, knuckles white.

Lance’s roar shook my skull. “Who dares slander you? Rip their tongues out!”

The mint of my pheromones burst cold and suffocating, freezing the air around me.

The others fell silent, fear edging into their stares.

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Chapter 315 Misunderstandings

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Marry into Rogue Pack? Bold words from cowards. Whoever dared spread that filth—I would burn them with Crimson Moon’s fury until they begged for death.

Sensing the shift, Leiss forced a laugh, patting my shoulder. “Relax, Kirby, we’ll deal with Adler for you.”

I snorted, eyes narrowing at him.

Adler. That old wolf of Gold Pack, his sandalwood pheromones heavy as stone, his schemes. sharper than blades. These pups couldn’t take him on even if he lent them one hand.

I didn’t waste words. I drank again, but my gaze drifted, unbidden, to thoughts of Leslie–her cold, proud face carved into my mind.

Leslie’s POV

The morning had barely broken, but my phone buzzed endlessly before I’d even opened my

eyes.

Asphodel growled with irritation. “Who dares disturb you this early? Tear them apart!”

I rubbed my temples, glanced at the screen. Astrid. Who else would it be?

I answered, my voice still rough with sleep. “What is it?”

“Leslie, disaster! You’re trending again!” Astrid’s voice was high and panicked, like her tail was on fire. “We thought everyone left last night, but Carl stayed behind–and he said goodbye to you. Someone snapped photos. Everyone thinks it was Kirby, thinks you two reconciled! Then Kirby’s friends denied it, and now Carl’s identity is exposed!”

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