A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Adelaide’s POV

After talking with Beata, she prepared afternoon tea for me.

The glass container held homemade vanilla ice cream, its sweet scent mingled with fresh blueberries Beata had just picked.

Our shadows on the basalt countertop were shattered by the loud crash of iron armor.

“Adelaide!” Ulrik’s howl made the starlight chandelier above tremble. “How long do you plan to keep up

this farce?”

“Beata,” I said, watching the melting ice cream–a three–hour labor of love from Beata–slip down the counter, “clean

glass. Ulrik and I need to talk.”

Once Beata’s footsteps faded upstairs, I looked up at the Alpha, his hackles raised. “Want to discuss Shaman Digby?”

Ulrik’s slit pupils burned crimson. “How dare you?”

up

the

I smirked, unleashing my wolf’s aura.

Why sh

refused to treat Luna Rosemary.

Ulrik’s wolf claw

from treating my mother–all to sabotage my

won’t work.”

with Alpha aura. “Adelaide, I warned you–I won’t be

wolf!”

I’d never have let you become Bloodmoon’s Luna. I must’ve been

against his throat. The height difference forced me to look.

the pheromones released from my glands were as cold as ice spikes piercing his pores. “If you hate me

you reject me?”

suppressed wolfish howl caught in his throat–this question seemed to have never crossed

mind.

“What?”

me? Because you can’t. You claim: Velda’s your true mate, yet you won’t sever our bond. The Moon Goddess forbids two mates–so

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froze, at a loss for

to nurture offspring‘ sounds good–or how about ‘endangering family health“? Your mother’s failing wolf

cedar musk soured with sulfur–a sign his pheromones

absently rubbed the Bloodmoon sigil on his

exhaustion. “Ask for anything else, but leave my mother out of

“Coward,” I said clearly.

The Lycan King’s warriors respect my father’s legacy. You fear being branded heartless–and

Ulrik’s face darkened.

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