Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62 The Old Alpha’s Ultimatum

Leslie’s POV – Westview Headquarters Office

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“This is my office. You expect me to knock before I walk in?” I strolled behind my desk, took my seat with perfect composure, and smiled. “But Alpha, barging in uninvited and sitting in the host’s chair–in ancient werewolf etiquette, doesn’t that count as a declaration of war?”

Marcus’s face darkened at once.

“You-” he choked on my words, his expression turning stormy.

“Leslie, I underestimated you,” he sneered. “So that’s why you were so eager to break the bond -you were already cozying up to Thorbane. Don’t get too smug. I don’t believe for a second Thorbane would go against the entire Crimson Moon Pack just for a woman.”

I let out a cold, scornful laugh. “Wasn’t it your Pack who forced the bond to break? Have you already forgotten, Alpha, how you summoned me to Bloodrock Estate every week for your little ‘lectures‘? Or how you made sure I never forgot how unworthy I was of your oh–so–noble Crimson Moon Pack?”

I hadn’t forgotten.

Those so–called ‘family gatherings‘ had only ever served one purpose–to give Belle and Slyvana an open stage to torment me without restraint.

From body to mind, they broke me down piece by piece, reminding me constantly that I would never be one of them.

And it was all because of him. Because of his silence. His permission.

That’s why everyone in Crimson Moon Pack had felt so comfortable looking down on me.

“What are you getting at? You want to dredge up the past?” Marcus frowned, clearly unhappy with my attitude. “Is that how you speak to your elders?”

“Elders?” I let out a short laugh. “Please, Alpha, don’t try to claim kinship with me. I handle things professionally–I don’t coddle people just because they’re old. Let’s not waste time. You didn’t make an appointment, and I have a full day ahead.”

I deliberately glanced down at my watch, face blank, while the old wolf king across from me sat fuming.

“Leslie, how dare you talk to my father like that?” Slyyana blurted out, clearly rattled. “He’s an old man. Are you trying to give him a heart attack?”

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I glanced at her and chuckled. “Hey now, don’t say things like that. The Alpha is getting on in years he could return to the Moon Goddess any day. Wouldn’t want people thinking I had anything to do with it.”

I paused, then added with a sweet smile, “I’ll be sure to send the most generous gift to his send- off. I’m certain the Alpha would be pleased.”

“Keep your filthy money!” Slyvana shot back, indignant.

“Enough!” Marcus snapped, silencing her with a growl.

He shot her a withering glare before turning back to me, expression hard. “Let’s get to the point, Leslie. My foolish daughter and daughter–in–law took something they had no right to flaunt, and you outplayed them. The Ancestor’s Fang is Crimson Moon Pack’s most sacred relic. Name your price. Whatever it is, I’ll pay it.”

I raised a brow. “Oh, so that’s what this is about. Unfortunately, I’ve already said—I’m not selling.”

Marcus’s expression darkened further, his eyes drilling into me. “I said name your price. Anything. Don’t be ungrateful.”

Marcus’s POV

I looked at the woman sitting in front of me.

Three years ago, this was the daughter–in–law who wouldn’t even lift her eyes in my presence, always quiet, always obedient.

Now, she sat across from me as an equal–no, not even that. She looked me in the eye with something close to mockery.

And the energy radiating off her… even I could feel it. The unmistakable power of a ruler.

I had to admit–we all underestimated her. Kirby did. Belle did. And I did.

We tried to bury a phoenix in the mud, thinking she’d stay there forever.

But she didn’t. She rose again, brighter than ever, and more dangerous than we’d imagined.

I fought to keep my anger in check, trying to resolve this with reason.

“Leslie,” I said, softening my tone. “You were mistreated in Crimson Moon Pack. That’s true. Slyvana came today because she genuinely wants to apologize. Whatever your terms are, say them.”

“I don’t accept apologies. And I’m not giving back the relic.” Cold. Unmoved.

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Chapter 62 The Old Alpha’s Ultimatum

“What the hell do you want then?” My temper finally cracked, boiling over.

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“I don’t want anything.” She glanced down at her files. “If that’s all, Alpha, I have work to do.”

She was dismissing me.

I snorted and narrowed my eyes. It was time to play my final card.

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gave you a chance. Don’t blame me for what happens next.” I pulled out my encrypted communicator. “Everything you have now–all of it—is a gift from the Rogue Pack royals. Without their favor, you’re still a backwater Omega from some no–name border Pack. And no matter what Thorbane thinks of you, he’s not the true ruler of Rogue Pack. If King Lars of Lykan himself were to order you to return the relic… tell me, what do you think would happen?”

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