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.

its head to the moonlit sky and howled. With one last arrogant posture, it turned and disappeared into

vast desert. In moments, the eerie silence returned, as if the pack had

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

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recruits’ minds swarmed with questions, each more baffling than the last. How had Harlee and the wolves formed such

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

delivered? Did the wolves and the eagle share some kind of friendship? Harlee and Rhys strode over side by side, their footsteps

wolf carcasses. This will be

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drifted over to Lionel, Rita, and Mooney. Her voice was colder than before as she said, “You have ten minutes to deal with

Rhys walked casually into the yard, their boots crunching against the blood-stained

holding their breath until the two figures disappeared into the tent, finally allowing

thirty wolf carcasses, then at Lionel’s grim