Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire Heiress

Chapter 1560:

With the crowd watching, Rhys casually tossed the rope aside. He strode forward with confidence and slipped his arm around Harlee’s waist, locking eyes with the alpha wolf. His voice was slow and deliberate as he spoke.

“I’ll spare your life. But in return, you will bring us food every day. A mix of meat and vegetables. And don’t ever think about giving us the same thing the golden eagle gets.”

Harlee had mentioned bits and pieces about this place to Rhys, and he was no stranger to the golden eagle’s reputation.

At his words, the alpha wolf’s eyes widened, a flicker of fear darting across its face. The golden eagle? Could this human be the master of the golden eagle? The thought rippled through the alpha wolf’s mind, and it all suddenly made sense.

Without another moment’s hesitation, the alpha wolf lowered its gaze, adopting an expression of submission. Sensing the change, the other wolves instinctively stepped back.

“You can go now,” Rhys commanded. His arm tightened around Harlee’s waist as he turned, guiding her toward the dilapidated yard.

Whether it understood or not, the alpha wolf raised its head to the moonlit sky and howled. With one last arrogant posture, it turned and disappeared into the darkness.

One by one, the remaining wolves followed suit, their forms melting into the vast desert. In moments, the eerie silence returned, as if the pack had never existed at all.

At the entrance to the small yard, the recruits stood frozen, their eyes fixed in the direction the wolves had disappeared. What kind of fantasy spectacle had they just witnessed? Could wolves really possess such intelligence? But no, the real question should be whether these were merely wolves. Why had the alpha wolf tried to kill them earlier, only to suddenly turn affectionate, acting all cute with Harlee? The differential treatment was baffling. Didn’t they deserve some respect too?noveldrama

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The recruits’ minds swarmed with questions, each more baffling than the last. How had Harlee and the wolves formed such a seamless bond? And was there really some kind of human-wolf negotiation at play here?

The most bizarre part, however, was when Harlee’s husband asked the wolves to bring them food. Wasn’t that a bit too far-fetched? Sure, wolves were clever, but surely not to this extent, right? And why had he asked for the food to be different?

From what the golden eagle delivered? Did the wolves and the eagle share some kind of friendship? Harlee and Rhys strode over side by side, their footsteps purposeful. She glanced at the stunned recruits, eyes dark with impatience.

“Handle and preserve the wolf carcasses. This will be your food for the next few days.”

“Understood!” The recruits snapped to attention in unison, quickly getting to work.

Harlee’s eyes drifted over to Lionel, Rita, and Mooney. Her voice was colder than before as she said, “You have ten minutes to deal with the wolves and tend to your injuries. Meet me here when the time’s up.”

Harlee and Rhys walked casually into the yard, their boots crunching against the blood-stained ground.

The others instinctively stepped aside, holding their breath until the two figures disappeared into the tent, finally allowing themselves to exhale.

Rita glanced over the pile of twenty or thirty wolf carcasses, then at Lionel’s grim expression, and let out a quiet sigh.

“Rosie and I will take care of the bandaging. Those who are uninjured or have already tended to their wounds should hurry up and deal with the carcasses.”

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