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 ago. Why

flushed with anger. “It’s about yesterday’s

clammed up, realizing

her anxiety, I reassured

tonight. If I didn’t resolve this now, she’d keep coming

to hear her out once

Born into a small, powerless pack, she had never

was willing to

chaos of the ceremony: guests fleeing,

even her mate Simon.

had overturned tables, and Ulrik, after leaving, was summoned back

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“This morning, an Omega didn’t spot her neck mark. Velda claimed Ulrik marked her

warriors present know of it. Rosemary fainted from

listening in,

current position made me unsuitable to

though no longer a top–tier

always image–conscious, had exploited my assets from

bond with Ulrik dissolved,

she’d fueled the

I felt a

year with Ulrik without a

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