Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 361

19:01 Mon, Sep 22

Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath

Chapter 361 The Contract Is Broken

Leslie’s POV

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I stared at Kirby. My cold sneer slowly faded, but a sharp pain twisted in my chest as if an invisible hand had gripped me so hard it made every breath sting.

He looked like someone I’d never seen before–crimson–rimmed eyes and a shattered expression, as if drowning in an abyss of despair and clawing at the last straw.

This was the Kirby who had once made my heart race as an Alpha; now he only felt foreign to

1. me.

A flicker of pity passed through me, then evaporated.

Too late. There was no future between us anymore.

The moment our bond broke, every hope and fantasy I had turned to ash.

No amount of groveling or humble pleas now could bring back the woman I once was.

I watched him crumble; his arms sagged uselessly at his sides like a wolf that had been beaten.

A thought struck me. I hooked a slender finger under his chin and, voice cool and mocking, said, “Fine–an Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack as my kept man. You certainly meet the qualifications. But let me warn you: if I’m not satisfied, you’ll be out on your ass in an instant.”

Leslie, are you insane? This is a proud Alpha! How could he possibly accept being a kept man? He can’t have good intentions! Asphodel raged anxiously through the mental link.

I soothed her through the link. Better to give him a clean ending than let him hang on to a sliver of hope.

Yes–this game needed an ending.

Even if it hurt, it was better than dragging it out.

It was the only way to let both our lives get back on track.

Kirby froze. The red in his eyes remained, but the despair was replaced by a wild, feverish joy, as if I had handed him new life.

He actually looked happy–stupidly, elated, as if he’d conquered an entire continent.

“Mr. Kirby! Mr. Kirby! Could you come over here?” the director called from a distance, his shout slicing through the strange atmosphere between us.

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Kirby’s gaze turned ice–cold; he glared at the director as if he wanted to tear the man apart for interrupting.

I sneered and pushed him away. “Go. Don’t bother me.”

My tone was as cool and distant as ever, and I turned toward the makeshift wooden cabin.

Carl was waiting inside.

The moment I stepped in, Carl squinted at my lips and clicked his tongue. “Kirby touched you -why didn’t you fight back? If you had, I’d be the first to rush him and smash his face.”

He sounded tentative, clearly guessing at my state of mind.

I pulled a tissue and methodically wiped my lips, then rinsed my mouth with an unopened bottle of water.

Only after finishing that did I say, flatly, “I just took Kirby as my kept man.”

Carl’s whole body jolted; his eyes went wide as saucers. “What?!”

I added, “But I’ll be dumping him in a few days.”

Another jolt–his face lost all composure. “What are you doing? If you want to mess around, I can introduce you to guys–there are plenty of handsome boys in this industry. Are you really going to pass them up? Besides, Kirby is the Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack! He’s not something to toy with!”

Carl was pacing like an ant on a hot pan.

I glanced at him, amused. “Kids have to choose. Adults take them all.”

His mouth snapped shut; he was speechless. I suspected he was imagining how Ragnar would laugh if he heard that.

I rolled up my sleeves and thought, since Kirby won’t let go and clings like a leech, I’ll pour gasoline on the fire.

When he’s thoroughly disgusted with me, he’ll stop obsessing.

I won’t repeat past mistakes–better to drive him to complete revulsion and be done with it.

A few minutes later Carl tapped my arm. “Look over there.”

I lifted my gaze and squinted.

Kirby and Carl were standing together, with the director and a few crew members nearby.

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Chapter 361 The Contract Is Broken

They shared similar features, but their auras were worlds apart.

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Carl looked effeminate and tawdry, a good head shorter than Kirby; there was none of Kirby’s Alpha presence. He couldn’t compare at all.

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