A Female Alpha’s Revenge

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.

couldn’t hold it, dying honorably

them by reclaiming the South, it

first night back in

family’s murder haunted

wide–eyed

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

nodded, but

longer cared

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a pause, Beata said, “We brought back the high–end furniture and decorations we

inconsolable, cursing us as selfish

snorted. “She’s just upset about the assets. If she keeps this up, every pack will know Bloodmoon’s

right. Elder Halsey pointed that out, and Rosemary

“What?”

you don’t regret

“I regret not rejecting

Third Person’s POV

were removed, Rosemary seethed, “He took everything! Bloodmoon

now!”

my

medicine

uneasy, comforted her, “The Southern front will need Velda

she be so heartless? Just because she’s not a lover? Does she think

daughter?”

mouth opened, but

by the

to her family!”

found it strange that the Western rogues had slaughtered Frostfang’s Alpha family,

wolves and pups.

rogues slaughter