Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 79

Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath

Chapter 79 The Apology

Leslie’s POV

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After Kirby finally paid off the astronomical bill, Slyvana and Liana fled the Night of Rarities in complete disgrace, their retreat watched with barely suppressed snickers and whispers from all

sides.

Watching their humiliated backs, I felt utterly satisfied.

The farce was over–and I had won.

To celebrate, I invited Carl, Thorbane, and my best friend Astrid to dine with me at the famed Laurel Restaurant, the most prestigious establishment in Central City.

What I didn’t expect… was for fate to once again show its flair for irony.

We had just taken our seats in the private room we’d reserved, when the door opened.

At the front stood Alan.

And behind him… was Kirby.

A classic case of enemies crossing paths.

“Leslie,” Alan said with an awkward smile, “what a coincidence. Didn’t expect to run into you here. Oliver invited me for a meeting too. If you don’t mind, maybe we could… share a table?”

I looked at Alan, then at Kirby—whose expression was equally unreadable. A cold smile tugged at my lips.

Coincidence? I didn’t believe that for a second. This was clearly a premeditated “accidental”

encounter.

“Not at all,” Carl replied before I could say anything.

He turned to Kirby and flashed him a taunting, almost predatory grin. “Perfect timing. I haven’t had the chance to share a drink with the famous heir of Crimson Moon Pack.”

Thorbane’s brow furrowed slightly, but he didn’t speak.

And just like that, the atmosphere in the room turned suffocating.

Kirby’s eyes settled on me. In his gaze, I saw regret, pain, and something else–something low and pleading that I couldn’t quite decipher.

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He looked like he wanted to say something. But in the end, he said nothing at all, just quietly sat down… at the farthest seat from mine.

The dinner was heavy with tension.

Carl never missed a chance to prod Kirby–mocking him about Pack strength, battle prowess, even about how well he knew me.

Kirby, unusually, remained silent through it all.

He drank quietly, glass after glass, his gaze never leaving me.

I ignored him completely, chatting only with Thorbane and Astrid, treating Kirby as if he were nothing more than a decorative object in the background.

Eventually, the awkward meal came to an end.

Just as we were about to leave, Kirby suddenly stood up–and stepped in front of me.

“Leslie,” he said, voice hoarse, “can we talk? Just the two of us?”

Leslie’s POV

“Talk?” I looked at him like he’d just cracked a joke.

“Alpha,” I said with a smile that could cut glass, “I believe we stopped having anything to talk about a long time ago.”

“Leslie…” he said my name with visible struggle, his eyes raw with desperation. “Please. Just five minutes.”

“Oh?” Carl stepped forward and placed himself between us, shielding me. He arched a brow at Kirby. “What part of ‘no‘ do you not understand? She said she doesn’t want to talk.”

Thorbane stood as well. He didn’t say a word, but the sheer weight of his Alpha aura–calm yet commanding–spoke volumes.

Kirby’s expression turned ugly in an instant.

He understood. With my two powerful brothers present, there was no way he’d get a private moment with me tonight.

He took a long breath. And then, as if making the hardest decision of his life–he bowed.

Deeply.

“I’m sorry.”

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Chapter 79 The Apology

Those words left his lips slowly–heavily.

Painfully.

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