A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 25

Adelaide’s POV

I returned to my courtyard and immediately penned a letter, dispatching a former Frostfang guard–shifted and under cover

Warscar Training Camp by night.

The southern border battle gnawed at me like a splinter.

Scattered clues hinted at something amiss, but I’d keep conjectures buried until hard evidence surfaced.

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My maternal grandfather, Alpha Zander, and my two uncles had been stationed at the border for years. Last winter, they deployed

with wolf warriors to aid the Southern Tribe’s war effort. When the Western Tribe retaliated, Bloodmoon lacked the warriors to

hold the line.

Ulrik and Velda had gone to reinforce them, but what exactly transpired on the battlefield?

For the following month, I sealed Frostfang’s borders.

I appointed suitable individuals as Beta, Gamma, and wolf guard captain–all loyal Frostfang members.

The new Beta, now returned from retirement, had served Frostfang before the new Beta took over.

His silver–flecked temples were a stark reminder of his experience.

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That night, after a run along the border and a soak in the tub, I emerged to find Beata entering with a letter.

Adelaide, a message

the note unfurled in my palm, searing pain

script, my wolf erupted in a soul–shattering howl within

elongated claws, carving

self–mutilation

reeking of cedar and violet pheromones, bore grave

surrendered village. Border wolf generals

voice drifted through the fog,

reflection and

flickered as Heata hurried out. Once alone, I suppressed

the note–now scorched at the

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invisible claws shredded the script, each stroke disintegrating into dust finer than moonstone

kingdom have always spared civilians and captives–an

Velda have broken

gaze when he spoke of “battlefield ruthlessness,” the pieces clicked.

civilian blood

the vodka, I was calm, though the pour trembled

night. I traced the wolf–head engraving on my glass and remembered the

I return victorious,

victories are built on

solidified–this war was

of an entire village, including civilians, has ignited the Western Tribe’s spies into a vengeful

our elderly and vulnerable members to settle both new and old

repelled the Western Tribe’s

was their way of

was

massacre the village, the Western Tribe

the Bloodscar Border to

delineating the border and