All Chapters of No Place for a Packless Wolf: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

That night, instead of hiding out preparing lawyers as predicted by the European council's intelligence in Metropolis, The Vanguard actually packed up as if preparing to attend a red carpet premiere. Twenty special logistics flights with the label 'Agriculture' were flown sneakily across the Atlantic, undetected by the radar because the entire control tower had been bribed with trillions of dollars in cash by Chloe's money machine. The Metropolis Elite Queen's plan was not a physical invasion. Alexander Sterling may have been the final executioner, but to make the bourgeois wolves commit suicide, Chloe put together a robbery scheme that was far more serious than just an explosion. In a specially modified Gulfstream private jet, above the clouds floating towards mainland Europe, a bottle of whiskey from the prohibition era was neatly served.Alexander sat semi-straight in a dark silk shirt, resting his tense jaw while he sipped a Cuban cigar. His ancient jealousy and anger still left

The silence in the hall of the Supreme Sanctum was only broken by the sound of a storm coming in through the broken door. Thousands of elite wolves looked at each other with looks of disbelief that turned into horror. The most sacred place that they glorify for its purity, turns out to be just a mortal property asset belonging to the family of the woman they are trying to judge!"T-This is fake!" roared Lord Alistair, pointing at Chloe with a violently shaking index finger. His aristocratic ego was shattered when he was slashed by the brutal reality of capitalism. "The Vanguard bloodline has no part in the magic of this land! The outdated documents of mortal humans are invalid on the land of alpha blood!" Chloe laughed. Not a humiliated laugh, but a pure laugh that pitied the old clown in front of him. The Mafia Queen's laughter rang throughout the hall."Then what applies, Alistair? The law of fang and claw?" Chloe hissed coldly. He looked at Alexander who was standing firmly behind

Days passed since the absolute victory in the Alpine Supreme Sanctum. The Alpha King's financial domination and terror have purged the remains of the bourgeoisie on the European continent. Metropolis is back in the grip of Queen Chloe Vanguard's soft palms and the protection of Alexander Sterling's giant shoulders.But beneath the peaceful beauty of the Vanguard Suite penthouse, on the tower's medical laboratory floor, a micro intrigue is creeping silently.Chloe has just finished her monthly wellness visit. Sitting in a sterile, silver-polished room, the mafia queen wore a pale gray suit that emphasized her cold beauty. He leaned back while looking at his right arm where the Head Doctor of Vanguard, a middle-aged man wearing thick glasses, was applying a small bandage after taking a blood sample."Everything is stable, Miss Chloe," the Head Doctor reported with a polite smile, bowing slightly in respect. "Your stress levels are very healthy thanks to Mr. Sterling's... intensive mento

The metropolis was showered with its first soft snow. Olympus Tower, a hundred-story monument to power, is shrouded in the glow of thousands of artificial rubies. The Vanguard Charity Party that night wasn't just anyone's place; this was the meeting stage for the mayor, the human governor, and the underground Alphas who had bowed their heads under the banner of the black wolves.Chloe Vanguard arrived elegantly, wearing a blood red asymmetrical cut evening gown and white sable coat. Walking beside him was Alexander Sterling, The Alpha King, clad in a pitch black tuxedo with a domineering aura that pressured anyone to dare not lift the champagne goblet higher than his chest.However, from the moment they stepped out of the limousine, something was wrong with Alexander.Usually, the Alpha King is sharp, cold, and moves as casually as an apex predator. Tonight, Alexander's broad chest rose and fell a little faster. Her garnet red eyes swept across every corner of the tower lobby twice as

The scent of warm blood drenching his face was an absolute deterrent. Alexander's body movements suddenly froze. The hallucination of the smell of Tears of the Queen in the air was instantly broken by the pure biological fact before his eyes. The Alpha King's jaw trembled violently before finally the death grip on Chloe's neck fell. The blood red color in his eyes was replaced by horror and savage regret as he stared at the bruises of his own hands on his Queen's long neck."C-Chloe..." Alexander's breath hitched, he immediately fell to his knees on the expanse of glass, hugging Chloe's waist with muffled sobs from his wolf which was now roaring in regret. "God... what did I just do to my own breath..."Chloe let the blood on her hands stain her husband's jacket. He stroked Alexander's dark hair gently. "You're just being an overprotective guard dog, darling. It's okay. Now get up, get my coat, and clear this lobby. I have a dismissal court to hold on the lab floor."Chloe's calm tou