Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 428

Chapter 428 An Unwanted Confrontation.

Leslie’s POV

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After work, just as planned, these days my appearances with Eric were crucial. The Frost Pack’s succession battle was in full swing, and the elders circled like wolves scenting blood, ready to tear into the weaker side. I had to steady his position, or those ambitious Betas would turn the pack into chaos.

So I finished early, grabbed the keys to Carl’s car, and made a high–profile show of driving it through the streets.

The engine’s growl rumbled like Asphodel’s low mutter in my throat. Outside, the northern wind carried snowflakes against the glass, the chill of Frost Pack’s territory rushing in. My pine scent slipped out faintly, and pedestrians instinctively ducked their heads to let me pass.

At the Frost Pack gates, I parked and went upstairs. No one stopped me.

The guards knew me – the Rogue Pack ally.

The elevator dinged open. I pushed Eric’s office door wide, and the air met me with cedar and frost, tense and sharp.

Asphodel’s warning growl sounded. “Looks like we arrived right on time.”

I paused. On the sofa opposite Eric sat a man and a woman.

Beside them was the Frost Pack Luna, her gaunt face stretched long in the candlelight as if sleepless nights had worn her down.

Eric spotted me at once and rose, pulling me inside. “Leslie, what took you so long? We agreed on dinner – I already reserved the table!”

He winked, his ice–blue wolf eyes glinting with mischief.

I blinked at him. “Dinner? I thought street photos were enough.”

Dinner?

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We were supposed to let the paparazzi catch a casual street shot fuel some “old flames rekindled” rumors, give him cover from the elders‘ marriage schemes.

Eric winked again, then glanced at the younger woman seated beside the man.

She glared at me with sudden fury, eyes caked in powder and seething with resentment. Her Beta pheromones lashed out sharp and hostile. “Eric, you really are with Leslie? You turned me

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Chapter 428 An Unwanted Confrontation

down because you found someone richer, with more influence?”

I arched a brow and understood immediately. The woman, thirty or so in appearance, was Sofie -the she–wolf they wanted Eric to marry, though she was over a century old.

Which meant the man beside her was Beta Elder Lucas of Frost Pack, his pheromones steady but slick, like an old fox.

Asphodel growled in scorn. “This she–wolf recks of a dozen males. Makes me want to retch.

She’d had several marriages, each ending quickly as melting snow. She always refused to seal the bond, claiming contracts shackled her freedom.

That left her partners to constantly discover affairs – whispers, evidence, even walking in on her with other wolves in their own dens.

At a pack gathering she had spotted Eric, fallen for his charm, and quickly prodded Lucas to seize power and push the marriage.

At the sight of me, Lucas’s face twitched with unease. He tugged at his daughter’s arm. “Show respect.”

Then he stood, giving a shallow bow, extending his hand with polite words. “So this is Leslie. A pleasure to finally meet.”

His grin was forced. He knew exactly who I was.

Anyone who could stir the Frost Pack’s waters was no simple figure.

But to betray the old Frost Alpha after years of loyalty character.

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that said enough about his rotten

I ignored his hand, smiled coldly. “Beta Lucas. First meeting. I’ve heard much about you.”

He withdrew without fuss, still smiling awkwardly. “Leslie is too kind. Since Eric has company, we won’t intrude. Sofie, let’s go.”

But Sofie was unwilling, her face dark with frustration.

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