Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath novel Chapter 86

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Burn in the Alpha Princess’s Wrath

Chapter 86 The Bark of a Dying Alpha

Marcus POV – Crimson Moon Pack Headquarters

Three whole days.

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The smear campaign I’d launched–a media storm that could’ve destroyed any normal noble’s reputation–was raging across the Pack network.

And yet that damned woman, Leslie Rogue Pack, hadn’t reacted at all!

She hadn’t made a statement, hadn’t panicked, hadn’t done anything I’d expected—not a whimper, not a plea for mercy.

According to my intel, she was… thriving.

Either holed up in the Governor’s Mansion laughing with her brothers, or spending entire days in her sprawling private virtual estate, going on ridiculous shopping sprees! Snapping up cheap luxury goods that she had absolutely no use for!

She was mocking me. Taunting me. Using that infuriating calm to spit on my authority as leader of the Crimson Moon Pack.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed my encrypted communicator and dialed her directly.

Call rejected.

She actually dared to reject my call!

My hands trembled with rage as I redialed. This time, it went through.

“Who is it?” came her lazy, mildly annoyed voice from the other side.

“Leslie Rogue Pack!” I roared. “How long are you going to play dumb?! Bring the Ancestor’s Fang to me, right now! Or else-‘

“Oh, Alpha Marcus,” she cut me off with a light laugh. “Sorry, I was just trying to snag a limited- edition ‘Stardust‘ bracelet. What’s up? Make it quick–my new ‘Moonlight Heels‘ are about to drop.”

“You-!” I could feel the blood pounding in my skull,

“Alpha Marcus,” she said, her voice suddenly cold and sharp, “do yourself a favor and stop wasting your breath. Your cheap tactics don’t work on me. You think you can manipulate me with public pressure? Do you think I’m still the helpless orphan you all toyed with three years ago?”

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Chapter 86 The Bark of a Dying Alpha

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“Let me say this one last time–the Ancestor’s Fang is in my possession. If you want it back, show me some real sincerity. Otherwise, wait for my coronation and say your farewells then.”

“Oh, and one more thing,” she added before hanging up, “you can save your pathetic denials and handouts for that little lapdog of yours who lives to wag her tail.”

The call ended.

I stared at the darkened screen, shaking with fury, inches away from smashing my entire office to pieces.

Leslie POV – Westview Governor’s Mansion

“Who was that, Leslie? Got you all riled up,” Carl asked casually, tapping away as he helped me try to buy those heels I didn’t even particularly like.

“Just an old dog barking,” I replied coolly, powering off the comms.

Marcus Crimson Moon Pack… You really think that’s the best you can do?

How naïve.

I set the terminal aside and walked over to the window, gazing out over the vast territory that now belonged to me.

My father, Lars–the Lycan King of the Rogue Pack royal family–would be arriving in Westview very soon.

And I had made up my mind: I would travel to Halinport myself to welcome him.

It was time to show the world exactly whose hand held the final trump card in this game.

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