A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 10

Third Person’s POV

Adelaide nodded. “Certainly, but I’ll need Alpha Ulrik to sign an IOU first.”

“Absurd!” Rosemary snapped.

Adelaide leaned in, her voice soft as she steadied Rosemary’s back. “Don’t overexert yourself. Your herbs only last five days, and Shaman Digby won’t return after that.”

“What did you say?” Rosemary’s

bony claws dug into Adelaide’s wrist, her moonstone bracelet biting into the skin.

Luna Rosemary had forgotten Adelaide’s Frostfang Alpha blood.

As aura mounted, Adelaide’s muscles instinctively tensed.

Sabrina seized the moment, shoving Adelaide’s shoulder. The second her fingers made contact, a wave of Alpha aura erupted

from Adelaide.

Sabrina stumbled backward, knocking over a chair. Her golden–tipped ears flared in terror, pupils shrinking to slits under the moonlight–she’d caught the unmistakable scent of Alpha dominance.

“You you used aura on me?”

Adelaide examined the red marks on her wrist, her pheromones lingering like an invisible caress.

Rosemary gasped, releasing her grip as if she’d touched burning opal, her withered claws trembling in the air.

adjusting her sleeve, her tone as calm as if discussing tomorrow’s patrol.

doubt it, confront

Adelaide’s neck–a

in the

throaty accusation dissolved into a reluctant whimper, and under Adelaide’s

out a broken growl. “How dare you suppress Sabrina with

smile. “Wouldn’t dream of

outside, her pupils slit like a wolf’s in the moonlight, she added,

a wrist to be grabbed

that, Adelaide turned and left, the room’s chaos swallowed

an Omega to fetch him, but Digby

refused to belleve Shaman Digby wouldn’t come. He’d delivered

avia

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nearly sent Rosemary into

+15 Bonus

message, “Don’t call me

me unhappy. As a rogue, I answer to

to stop treating me. How heartless! When

But she’s plotting my

stayed silent, clearly displeased,

not a cutoff of his mate’s medicine–this was

Alpha Isaiah summoned his second son, Wilmot, the young wolf was gnawing on a dried

slamming the oak table and

more stress

Father!” Wilmot bolted out, aware Adelaide’s “outbursts” weren’t baseless, but knowing his