A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Adelaide’s POV

I slipped into the royal archives, shielded by Frostfang’s stealth cloak.

It masked my scent and muffled my steps, allowing me to glide through the high–security area like a wraith.

No need to search–the Bloodscar Campaign reports were neatly arranged on the upper shelf of the left oak bookcase.

I retreated to a dim corner of the archive room and, by faint light, began reviewing the dispatches one by one.

By the time I finished the last report, my blood felt frozen, and a bone–chilling dread spread through me.

Tears welled up uncontrollably, blurring my vision.

Ulrik and Velda, as reinforcements, rushed to the Bloodscar Border and plunged into the fray.

Their inexperience on the battlefield soon became apparent.

In the first battle, my uncle lunged to save Ulrik, his left arm severed by an enemy blade–a scene so visceral, it played out before

my eyes.

My youngest uncle, ever–vibrant and dashing in my memory, fell heroically before reinforcements could arrive.

My grandfather, struck by an arrow, was left critically wounded, leaving Ulrik to command subsequent engagements.

and Velda’s pivotal role in turning the

the

their arsenal,

leverage that forced

after the treaty was signed in

battle reports made no mention

deliberately concealed it, or he was

truth come to light, he, as the commanding officer on the

replaced the documents, and swiftly exited

Frostfang, Beata awaited

she handed

felt a

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disguised as Dragon Ash wolves, were en route to the

meant the Western Tribe had

moment and said to Beata, “Beata, help

outfit. I’ll meet Lycan

needed to see

Erasmus tomorrow.”

Adelaide. You should rest now. It’s late,” Beata replied as usual,

“You rest to

voice slightly hoarse from recent

I arrived at the palace

Your Majesty!” My voice, still rough

for hours. The pain of my family’s loss and the current

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