A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 3

Adelaide’s POV

Beata brought the Frostfang asset list. “You’ve covered six million in Bloodmoon’s operating costs this year alone. The mines, houses, estates? untouched. All of Luna Airella’s bank accounts and property deeds are locked in the vault.”

I stared at the list. Airella had prepared all this to ensure my happiness—how heartbreaking my current situation must be to her memory.

My wolf whined, pain lancing through me.

“Where can we even go, Adelaide?” Beata asked. “Back to Frostfang?”

The memory of Frostfang’s plaza, slick with blood, flashed before my eyes.

My heart clenched. “Anywhere’s better than here.”

“But won’t Ulrik be thrilled if we leave?” Beata fumed.

“Let him,” I said flatly. “Staying here would mean a lifetime of watching them fawn over each other. Beata, Frostfang’s down to me. I need to live well—to honor my parents and brothers. The Moon Goddess will watch over us.”

“Adelaide!” Beata sobbed.

I knew her pain—everyone she loved had died in Frostfang’s massacre.

“Is there no another way at all?”

I said, my voice tinged with a wolfish

neck. Moonlight from the bronze sconce cast wolf-shaped shadows on the starstone

blood blooming on my shirt. “I’ll use my family’s merits to ask him

The Lycan King won’t agree—he’ll be furious. He

faintly. “If the Lycan King allowed Ulrik and Velda to bond, he can allow

as

last of Frostfang’s Alpha bloodline—one of the mightiest packs in the shifter kingdom—I’d

Adelaide, Luna Rosemary requests your presence,”

suppressed her wolf and rose gracefully. “Let’s

having ceased. Autumn wind swept toward the nearby

gift from the previous Lycan King,

Now it faded.

no sway with the current king, nor seats

Ulrik and his brother

Alpha’s brother remained in the pack, refusing to branch

dwindling members,

at Luna Rosemary’s

her claws tapping the armrest in

present—Simon and his mate Tamara, Ulrik’s sister

elder kin, loyal companions,” I

Luna Rosemary beckoned, her silver fur shimmering. “The northern winds have finally

“Have

then resumed. “Met her? She’s as rough as sandstone, though her looks can’t