Chapter 2

Adelaide’s POV

“Alpha Ulrik, you seem to forget I’m the daughter of the Frostfang’s Alpha. Alpha blood runs through my veins…”

Ulrik cut me off with a snort. “You grew up shielded by your parents and pack. You’ve never seen war’s teeth, never faced a real battle. Velda despises soft wolves like you. I’m sparing you the humiliation of her tongue.”

I lifted my chin, voice steady as the north wind. “If she insults me, I’ll let it slide. Keeping the bigger picture in mind is Luna’s first duty, isn’t it? You said yourself I’m perfect for the role.”

He raked a hand through his rain-damp hair. “Why court trouble? The Lycan King’s orders stand. Even as my Luna, Velda won’t interfere with pack management. She disdains everything you value.”

“Do I cling so desperately to being Bloodmoon’s Luna?” I countered, fingers tightening around the comb in my grip.

Ulrik was a fearless fighter, but managing a pack? It was not his strong suit.

The former Luna’s wolf was failing—Digby’s potions were the only thing keeping her alive, and they were expensive.

Running the pack cost a fortune—food, medicine, everything.

Bloodmoon’s accounts were practically empty.

For the past year, it had been my Frostfang assets keeping them afloat.

And this was the thanks I got?

I just had to inform you—you can agree or

turn and leave without a backward glance. Bitterness

walked back to my cottage

I

Now I understood.

from

out of my rain-soaked clothes, I sat at the vanity to comb

in on what

such a

That temporary bite on my neck? Just a scratch. He’s not my

ledger?” Beata wiped

If Bloodmoon’s Alpha treats me like dirt, why stick around

rubbed her ringing ear. “But the alliance—Luna Airella arranged it. Alpha Bentley wanted pureblood pups

my mother’s name made

bonded with my mom for life—they had six

brothers followed our dad into battle for the

died three years

into Frostfang, I had brothers—enough that I’d never inherit. Yet Dad, Alpha

Shadow Peaks, I learned hunting, fighting,

wolf and

was shattered. Alpha Bentley and my brothers—all gone

withered

strong

carved out. No tears—just

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