Chapter 22

Adelaide’s POV

I opened my eyes, staring at the ceiling.

Rebellious since childhood, I’d never obeyed–except that one time.

I followed my mother and brothers‘ mates, learning to be a Luna, managing the pack, abandoning combat books, and ditching my dreams of becoming a wolf warrior.

I learned quickly. Mother said if I couldn’t be the best female Gamma, I’d excel as a Luna.

But she was wrong. I was wrong.

I should’ve kept rebelling. Then I wouldn’t be alone now.

I still didn’t understand why the Western Tribe rogues did this.

The official story–Alpha Bentley’s defeat shamed them, driving their revenge.

But it doesn’t add up.

The rogues‘ survival near the Royal pack wasn’t easy.

If they could infiltrate that deeply, their priority would be intelligence–not exposure.

The Western Lycan King wouldn’t order such senseless bloodshed.

The truth was buried.

I was reminded of my father and brothers, grief and anger swell

swelling.

but couldn’t hold it, dying honorably in

Lance avenged them by reclaiming the South,

first night back in

of my family’s murder haunted

wide–eyed until

managing pack affairs in the Packhouse, Beata informed me, “Elder

but

no longer

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the

us as

keeps this up, every pack will

Halsey pointed that out, and Rosemary fell

“What?”

“Hope you

regret not rejecting him

Third Person’s POV

seethed, “He took everything! Bloodmoon can’t

now!”

my

medicine

need Velda and me soon. We’ll return with new

Just because she’s not a lover? Does she think she’s the

daughter?”

but no words

newfound influence, backed by the

riddance to her family!” Rosemary

Western rogues had slaughtered

wolves and pups.

slaughter defenseless she–wolves and

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