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

face flushed with anger.

clammed up, realizing her

her anxiety, I

leaving tonight. If I didn’t

her out

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

willing

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

even her mate Simon.

and Ulrik, after leaving, was summoned back by Luna

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gets worse,” Tamara said miserably. “This morning, an Omega didn’t

present

in, paled.

My current position made me unsuitable to hear

longer a top–tier pack, prized

always image–conscious, had exploited my assets from

Ulrik dissolved, she spread rumors of

fueled the gossip, amplified

quietly, I felt a pang

gone a year with Ulrik without

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