Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 426

Chapter 426 Viral Embrace

Kirby’s POV

48 Pearl

The meeting hall of the Crimson Moon Pack still held the elders‘ scent–stale oak and iron.

The meeting had finally broken up. I rubbed my brow and took the phone from Malach.

He opened his mouth as if to speak, then hesitated. “Alpha…”

Look at him—what a mess. Probably another pile of trouble, Lance scoffed in my head.

I glanced at him and kept my voice low. “Say it.”

Malach swallowed and, fingers trembling slightly, opened a webpage for me. “Don’t be rash. This has to be some tabloid scribbler making things up. Those entertainment vultures love to fabricate melodrama right before a full moon to grab attention.”

His tone was ingratiating; his eyes wouldn’t meet mine. That familiar avoidance put a bad taste in my mouth.

I skimmed the screen. The photo stabbed into my chest like a burning wolf’s claw–Leslie was in public, embracing Eric from the Frost Pack.

They looked so intimate that my throat tightened.

Lance erupted inside my head. That bastard! He’s still coveting our mate? Tear him apart, Kirby–go tear him apart now!

My fingers clenched. I flung the phone across the room–against the wall it rebounded whole, no cracks, but the dull thud sounded like the release of the

rage buried inside me.

Damn him. I remembered all too clearly how Eric had once doggedly chased Leslie.

When I later learned he’d given up, I’d even felt a small measure of sympathy for him.

But to take her while Adler and I were locked in fierce competition–he’d done it while everyone was distracted?

That treacherous wolf.

And Leslie would rather give that pup a chance than spare me a look?

“Take it down,” I ground out, the pressure of alpha rolling off me like a tide and freezing the air.

Malach immediately called whoever ran the platform.

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Chapter 426 Viral Embrace

After a while he came back in, pale. “Kirby, the platform says Michael at Aurora Entertainment requested it stay up. The trend can’t be taken down.”

In other words, the push was authorized–Leslie put herself on the hot search.

My hands balled into fists and my teeth itched; Lance sounded ready to break his leash.

The blood of an alpha was boiling. I didn’t want tricks–I wanted to crash into her territory, knock her unconscious, hide her–lock her in a deep chamber of Bloodrock Estate and mark her day and night with my mint pheromone until she couldn’t smell anyone else.

I couldn’t do that.

“Take it down,” I said again, low and dangerous. “Or take the platform down. Crimson Moon Pack’s claws don’t show mercy.”

Malach’s face went serious and he nodded at once. “Yes…”

Within twenty minutes, the story came and went as fast as it had appeared.

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