Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 67

Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath

Chapter 67 The End of a Debt

Kirby’s POV – Outside Halinport

I watched as Leslie and some man climbed into that understated yet luxurious Porsche Cayenne, surrounded by flashing cameras and screaming fans.

The car door shut, cutting me off from her completely.

Jealousy–like fire and ice fused into one–raged violently through my entire body.

That man was Carl.

The legendary “Blade of the Wild.”

An Alpha so powerful, even my father would tread lightly around him.

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The way he looked at Leslie–there was no hiding the tenderness or possessiveness in his eyes.

And Leslie, in his arms, showed a kind of trust and dependence I had never seen in her before. She looked like a little girl–safe, calm, and cared for.

What’s their relationship?

No. I can’t think about that.

I don’t even have the right to think about that.

“Kirby, shouldn’t we… head out too?” Liana’s cautious voice pulled me back to reality.

Only then did I remember–I came to Halinport today to pick her up.

The woman I had once protected at all costs, even if it meant hurting Leslie.

But right now, just being near her filled me with a kind of frustration I’d never felt before.

“Yeah.” I replied flatly and turned to open the car door for her,

On the drive back to Bloodrock Estate, Liana seemed to sense my mood. She tried to make conversation, her tone laced with barely concealed hostility toward Leslie.

“Didn’t expect to see Leslie here… That Alpha with her looked impressive. She just divorced you and already jumped from one man to another, so openly too. Kirby, it’s not just shameful—it’s a disgrace. To you, to the entire Crimson Moon Pack.”

If this were before, I might’ve been angry–ashamed even–thinking Leslie had embarrassed

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But now… now that I knew the truth, now that I’d seen how strong and radiant she had become… Liana’s words felt like needles in my ears.

I slammed the brakes.

“Disgrace?” I turned to her, my gaze cold as ice. She froze on the spot. “Liana, you want to talk to me about disgrace? Then let me ask you–when my mother and sister locked up my legal wife like an animal, abusing her for three years in the name of your so–called ‘perfect recovery environment–was that not a disgrace?”

“I… I didn’t know…” Liana’s face turned pale, her eyes welling up with tears.

There it was again.

That same pitiful, tearful expression.

It was that very look that made me believe her again and again three years ago. That made me keep choosing her, and sacrificing Leslie.

Now, all I felt was disgust.

“I’ve arranged for you to stay at Luna Estate, out west,” I said as I restarted the car. My voice was cold, detached. “They’ve got the best medical team and top–tier security. From now on, you’ll live there. Our… debt is settled.”

“Kirby! Are you… kicking me out?” Liana stared at me in disbelief.

“I’m not kicking you out,” I said, eyes fixed ahead. My tone remained calm. “I’m just putting things where they belong. You’re not my family. You’re not my partner. You don’t belong at Bloodrock Estate.”

When we reached Luna Estate, I waited while the servants led her inside–then drove off without looking back.

Whatever bond had tied us together, built on guilt and obligation, should end today.