A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Adelaide’s POV

The moonstone on the bronze candelabra cast a silverleaf grass scent through the air. I took a deep breath–time to stop beating

around the bush.

Once Beata left, I said, “Please, have a seat.”

Velda wore a wine–red pleated skirt, a wolf–tooth pendant symbolizing her battle merits gleaming at her throat.

When she sat, her bloodmoon sigil belt clinked against the basalt chair. The pendant caught the moonlight, making the fang seem almost alive against the night sky.

Velda wasn’t classically beautiful, but her sharp features and the killing edge honed in northern tribes radiated a shifter warrior’s

Jura

“Frostfang’s last scion,” she said, her slit pupils like poisoned blades. “Hear you wanted to see me. I’m here. One question–Will you coexist with me in Bloodmoon?”

Her tone was unyielding, a low growl warning in her throat. “Give me the truth. Playing weak won’t work on me.”

I met her gaze. “Lycan Luna Clarissa called you every she–wolf’s pride. How about this–do I have a choice besides coexisting?”

Velda’s reply was ice. “Depends on you.”

that caught her off guard,

all for coexisting

bond is severed, we’ll have no ties

a predator’s grin. “I told you, don’t lie. Think putting on this meek act will change

mind?”

tone, Velda,” I growled, my voice

aura escape–enough to

pupils slit, her

wasn’t about to let her lose control

can rip through battle like you,” I continued. “Does

to Ulrik, I pressed, “You swore before the Moon Goddess to honor me as

me as

“Blood oaths, huh? Makes me look like

promises were wrong, but now my heart’s with her. We never meant to hurt you. You’re still Luna Adelaide. Once Velda and I are

claws elongating three inches. “What did

of your own, we can mate.

turned to Velda, “And you

with

jealousy. Have your pups, secure your future.

concern.”

growl rumbled in

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