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

to treat Luna Rosemary. His contract clearly states–If the

wolf claw hovered inches from my

you lied to Digby to stop him from treating my mother–all to sabotage my bonding

won’t work.”

cedar pheromones, thick with Alpha aura. “Adelaide, I

wolf!”

never have let you become Bloodmoon’s Luna.

points that pressed against his throat. The height difference forced

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

you reject me?”

bobbed, a suppressed wolfish howl caught in his

mind.

“What?”

each word clearly, “I said, since you hate me this much, why won’t you reject me? Because you can’t. You

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froze, at a loss

reasons,” I pressed, “or I will. ‘Failure to nurture offspring‘ sounds good–or how about ‘endangering family health“? Your mother’s failing wolf spirit

with sulfur–a sign his

fingers absently rubbed the Bloodmoon sigil on his sleeve,

won’t reject you,” he growled, Alpha rumble laced with exhaustion. “Ask for anything

“Coward,” I said clearly.

respect my father’s legacy.

Ulrik’s face darkened.

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