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.

herbs only a month

anger. “It’s about yesterday’s

clammed up, realizing her

I reassured her,

If I didn’t resolve

to hear her out once

not well–liked at Rosemary’s. Born into a small, powerless pack, she had never caused me trouble

was willing

guests fleeing, wolf warriors leaving disgruntled,

even her mate Simon.

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

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didn’t

return journey, and the wolf warriors present know of it. Rosemary

listening in,

understood Ivy’s concern. My current position made me unsuitable

a top–tier pack,

had exploited my assets

with Ulrik dissolved, she spread rumors

fueled the gossip, amplified

quietly, I felt a pang

with Ulrik without a mark–a

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