Chapter 4

Adelaide’s POV

I turned to leave, but Luna Rosemary unleashed a wolfish howl behind me.

“Wait!”

I glanced back, no intention of returning.

Rosemary’s face darkened.

She roared to me, “Adelaide, how can you be so foolish? Ulrik’s an Alpha—he’ll have more than one woman. Every pack works this way. You’re still his mate—what more do you want?”

Her words made me sneer inwardly.

A year of compliance had made them think me pliable.

They forgot that I was Alpha Bentley’s daughter.

“Cool your jets,” I said flatly. “Other packs can rot for all I care.”

Rosemary spluttered, coughing into her fist.

Normally, I’d comfort her, but this time, I stayed put.

blazing. “Look at Luna Rosemary! You’re embarrassing us! Frostfang’s already fallen—your family’s gone. What makes

at Sabrina, dressed in the pale yellow dress I had made for her last

she wore it to question and accuse me—how

it off first,” I said coolly, “then have your

didn’t beg for

and wrist? Return those too.” I swept my gaze over the room—only Rosemary kept

I asked. “No? Then I’m leaving.”

I didn’t leave

should’ve let me

territory, near Lycan Erasmus’s palace. I don’t want to be a werewolf

drifted from

ears twitched, and I mentally silenced my

Adelaide’s being so stubborn. She even ignores

“She’ll bend eventually.

Oh?

tugged at

a lone wolf with

mating with other packs, could return to their birth pack. But Frostfang’s

I

and

The wards still held.

my wolf let out a sharp snarl, then a howl—only Beata heard it, shivering

sprouted wolf-tipped

plaza, untended for half a year, was choked with waist-high grass, leaves piled like forgotten

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