A Female Alpha’s Revenge

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?

“Forget it. I’m done talking. I just had to

turn and leave without a backward glance.

back to my cottage

now. I used to wonder why

Now I understood.

my omega from

I sat at the vanity to comb my golden

in on

Adelaide, Alpha Ulrik is such a jerk. He’s your mate—how

I snapped, shooting her a glare. “He never marked me. That temporary bite on my neck?

the ledger?” Beata wiped her

treats me like dirt, why stick around as their

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

my mother’s name made my fangs pierce my

with my mom for life—they had six sons and

brothers followed our dad into battle for the

died three years ago in the

I’d never inherit. Yet Dad, Alpha Bentley, still

hunting, fighting, strategy—from

fifteen, I found my wolf and shifted for the

got back, Frostfang was shattered. Alpha Bentley and my brothers—all gone in

wolf withered

whispered, “Find a strong Alpha. Birth strong pups under the full moon. You’re my

carved out. No tears—just a howl