Chapter 27

Adelaide’s POV

I knew Lycan Erasmus wouldn’t take my word easily, so I presented a letter. “This is from Craig. Believe or not, it’s up to you.”

In reality, Craig hadn’t penned this letter. The intel came from Prunella.

But Craig was renowned.

The letter was forged in Craig’s handwriting. If I’d said Prunella gathered the intel, Erasmus would’ve dismissed it outright.

Last night, I thought through the Southem Border’s peril.

Without royal reinforcements, Alpha Lance’s battle would likely end in defeat.

The situation was dire. The Western Tribe’s army had already infiltrated the Dragon Ash Kingdom, en route to the Southern

Border.

Even dispatching aid now might be too late.

As for post–battle accountability regarding the Bloodscar Border and Snowdeer Town campaigns, and whether my grandfather would be implicated–those were concerns for another day.

Erasmus’s surprise was evident. He immediately ordered

matched

knew Erasmus, during his time as crown prince, had

in

the final paragraph, I wrote, “While crossing the Sunset Peaks, I spotted countless Western Tribe wolves clad in Dragon Ash military uniforms. They’re heading toward the Southern Border. This is grave. Consider reporting

my head bowed, anxiety churning

as

sharp gaze pinned me–a clear sign

astute–a collector of Craig’s works during his time as crown prince. He’d

with time pressing and no better

fixed me with a severe gaze. “Do you realize that this

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your mate bond, and now you cause more trouble. What

a graduate of the Warscar Training Camp, aren’t you ashamed to bring disgrace to your camp? To shame it because of

admitted, “Yes. I forged it. Punish me as you will. But the intel

I

Erasmus slammed the table, his eyes blazing with stern disapproval. “The legacy of the Frostfang Alpha line rests solely with you now. If harm befalls you, it would mean

allowing your future mate to inherit your title, ensuring your comfort and honor in later life–a legacy earned by your father and brothers. How can you squander

to provoke a military response. Do you wish Ulrik and Velda to return to the Southern Front, where

become so bitter

with humiliation. I felt my face and ears

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