Chapter 30

Adelaide’s POV

“Pay no mind to the outsiders‘ chatter. People are fickle. Soon enough, it’ll all be forgotten. Don’t let it trouble you,” I said.

“Whatever they say, I remain indifferent,” I replied.

Vanya dropped the topic.

She didn’t ask about the royal guards outside, only inquiring about my daily routines.

We chatted for half an hour.

Tamara, fidgeting beside us, finally blurted out, “Adelaide, I need your help.”

I turned to her, her chapped lips and blistered corners revealing her distress.

“Cold as it is, you’re clearly overwhelmed,” I said gently.

“Speak your mind.”

“I came today because Rosemary’s illness flared up last night. She fainted this morning from rage. She’s awake now, but I don’t think she’ll last long. I’m here to beg you to intercede with Shaman Digby for me,” Tamara said, on the verge of tears.

“Rosemary threatened to have Simon reject me if I couldn’t get Digby here. I had no choice but to come to you.”

“Passed out?” I questioned.

took Digby’s herbs only a month

with anger. “It’s

up, realizing

I reassured her,

tonight. If I didn’t resolve

out once and for

Rosemary’s. Born into a small, powerless pack, she had never

willing to

tearfully recounted the chaos of the ceremony: guests fleeing, wolf warriors leaving

even her mate Simon.

tables, and Ulrik, after leaving, was summoned back

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gets worse,” Tamara said miserably. “This morning, an Omega didn’t spot her neck mark. Velda claimed

wolf warriors present know of it. Rosemary

listening in, paled.

Ivy’s concern. My current position made me

though no longer a top–tier pack,

had exploited my assets

Ulrik dissolved, she spread

the gossip, amplified

quietly, I felt

gone a year with Ulrik without

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