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 ago. Why the sudden

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

up, realizing

her anxiety, I reassured

tonight. If I didn’t resolve this

her out once and

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

was willing to

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

even her mate Simon.

overturned tables, and Ulrik, after

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Omega didn’t spot her neck mark. Velda claimed Ulrik marked her

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

in, paled. “Tamara,

My current position made me unsuitable

longer a top–tier pack, prized

exploited my assets from

bond with Ulrik dissolved, she

fueled the gossip, amplified by

quietly, I felt a

Ulrik

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