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.

sat on a leather sofa, twirling her father’s

breeders. Can

to her then, his heart

preparations, the emergency orders on the day

said goodbye to Adelaide at the pack borders, the heart–wrenching reluctance he still vividly

was supposed to fully mark her in the bedroom, yet all he could do was watch her figure grow smaller

the Northern Tribe progressed, many wolf

when his turn would come, and at that moment, he stopped thinking about Adelaide, focusing instead on strategizing with Velda

wolf, her claws bared against the Northern

realized female

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began to see Adelaide’s carefully coordinated scarves and handmade cooldes as relics of

nights in the trenches eating compressed rations, he

in the sand,

beliefs: female wolves needed no special protection–strength was its

of battle plans, her unwavering gaze–she was everything

he understood, was safeguarded by the

graves in Frostfang’s cemetery, bearing

to Frostfang, Adelaide walked

Packhouse and the Alpha and Beta residences had all been refitted with new

those that refused to wash away, had been covered with

had called in favors from distant clan members

Halsey and Adelaide strolled the

lively and bustling, but now