Burn in the Alpha Princess's Wrath In the warmth of my father's study , I scaled the ancient wolfhide scroll with my own blood infused with Alpha essence and the mark of my Lycan Spirit , completely severing the mate bond with Kirby . The moment the bond was broken , Asphodel let out a long , exhilarated howl within me , as though freed from invisible shackles . And I too felt something heavy dissolve deep within my soul . There was a sharp sting- rebound from forcefully severing a fated connection - but more than that , there was release . Freedom . Finally free , Leslie ! Asphodel's voice rang out inside me , pulsing with elation and barely contained bloodlust . Now let's tear those bastards apart - every last one of them who dared humiliate us ! Calm down , Asphodel , I soothed my Lycan Spirit . Vengeance doesn't need to be rushed . But the reckoning - it starts now . I took the formal dissolution document my father had prepared . Even though I had already severed the bond on my own , the paperwork was necessary . I contacted Kirby . I could feel his fury through the phone . And when he still had the audacity to demand I come to the hospital and sacrifice myself , whatever lingering sentiment I had for him iced over into pure killing intent . He still wanted my heart . Kill him ! Leslie , let me out - I'll rip him to pieces ! Asphodel snarled viciously inside my mind . No , I replied coldly . Killing him outright is too easy . I want Kirby - and the entire Crimson Moon Pack -to pay for every last humiliation of these past three years . I agreed to meet him at the hospital - not as submission , but as a tactical strike . Thorbane had already arranged everything . Dozens of Rogue's elite wolf warriors were positioned around Crimson Moon Pack's hospital , ready to move the moment I gave the signal . And I ... I needed to see for myself how far their schemes had gone . Riding in the stealth shadowcraft my father had prepared - shielded from all tracking and detection - I once again entered Crimson Moon Pack territory . 1/2 13:03 Mon , Sep 15 The air here still held that familiar scent unique to this Pack . But now it reeked of hypocrisy . It was foul . Inside the hospital , the sharp tang of antiseptic mingled with the musk of werewolf pheromones - Beta doctors ' anxiety, guards ' tension , and ... a faintly sweet Omega scent laced with sickness and a touch of something far less noticeable : deception . I pushed open the door to Liana's room . Kirby stood inside , Alpha pressure radiating cold and oppressive . When he saw me , a flicker of surprise crossed his face - only to be replaced by anger and that obsessive need to dominate . On the bed , Liana lay pale and fragile , her expression pitiful , like a delicate flower about to wilt . " Leslie , you finally came , " she said weakly , her voice tinged with just the right amount of grievance . " I feel ... awful ... " Asphodel growled low in my chest , filled with disdain and bloodthirst . I swept a cold glance across her , then turned my eyes on Kirby , my lips curling into a sneer . " If it's so awful , why not just die already ? " I walked to the bedside and looked down at her from above . " Cut the act , Liana . I don't have time for your performance ." Send Gifts Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!