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 inform you—you can agree or not, but it won’t change a

him turn and leave without a backward glance. Bitterness

to my cottage through

lonelier now. I used

Now I understood.

from Frostfang,

of my rain-soaked clothes, I sat

filled Beata in

such a jerk. He’s your mate—how could he do

That temporary bite on my neck? Just a scratch.

the ledger?” Beata wiped her

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

Airella arranged it. Alpha Bentley wanted pureblood pups

name made my

for life—they

dad into

them died three years

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

Shadow Peaks, I learned hunting, fighting, strategy—from the shifter

I found my wolf

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

withered without

she whispered, “Find a strong Alpha. Birth strong pups under the

felt carved out. No tears—just a howl stuck in my

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