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.

Territory but couldn’t hold

Alpha Lance avenged them by reclaiming the

night back in

of my family’s

lay wide–eyed

Packhouse, Beata informed me, “Elder Halsey and some wolves went to

nodded, but

no longer

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back the high–end furniture and

cursing us as selfish

just upset about the assets. If she keeps this

Elder Halsey pointed that out, and

“What?”

you don’t regret

smiled faintly. “I regret not

Third Person’s POV

removed, Rosemary seethed, “He

now!”

my

medicine

comforted her, “The Southern front will need Velda and

“How could she be so heartless? Just because she’s not a lover? Does

daughter?”

but no

the Lycan King’s decree,

riddance to her

the Western rogues had

wolves and pups.

would Western rogues slaughter

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