A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 21

Third Person’s POV

Velda smirked. “I can’t mimic her meekness. But if I were to pretend to be sweet and coo…”

She crossed her arms, forced a sugary grin, and drawled, “Honey…”

She shuddered dramatically. “Ugh, goosebumps! How does she stand being so

fake?”

Ulrik shuddered too, but the act reminded him of Adelaide her gentle voice always firm, her posture straight as a wolf’s pride

flag, never bending to please.

Velda strode onto the boardwalk, her combat boots tapping sharply.

It was a pity they couldn’t keep half her assets, but with Adelaide gone, Velda would be the undisputed Luna.

She no longer had to persuade herself with the title of “secondary mate.”

Ulrik stayed behind, sitting on a lakeside bench.

The parchment he received that afternoon blazed like a laser, piercing through his mental fog.

Memories, buried by battle and ambition, surfaced slowly–ripples on the lake bringing fragments to light.

He remembered the first time he saw Adelaide at a werewolf gathering, standing by a floor–to–ceiling window, conversing with

elders.

Frostfang to court her, she sat on a leather sofa, twirling her father’s old badge. “I want a mate who honors

lovers, no breeders. Can

pledged his life to her then, his

the emergency orders on

pack borders, the heart–wrenching reluctance he still vividly

was

against the Northern Tribe

at that moment, he stopped thinking about Adelaide, focusing instead on strategizing with Velda and the wolf warriors on

gray wolf, her claws bared against

realized female wolves could be so

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see Adelaide’s carefully coordinated scarves and handmade cooldes as relics of a parallel

eating compressed rations, he preferred listening to Velda analyze enemy fortifications,

routes in the sand, her

shared her beliefs: female wolves needed

sharp analysis of battle plans, her

safeguarded by the blood

in Frostfang’s cemetery, bearing Adelaide’s

Frostfang, Adelaide walked past the

Beta residences had all been refitted with new doors, erasing all

bloodstains on the walls, those that refused to wash away, had been covered with a

favors from distant clan members to help unload and organize

Halsey and Adelaide strolled the

used to be lively and bustling, but now