A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Adelaide’s POV

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Tamara shook her head hurriedly and said, “Alpha Ulrik and Velda would definitely not appeal to Shaman Digby. Although Shaman Digby is well–known, he has no pack and is merely a rogue. Alpha Ulrik and Velda, being esteemed Lycan generals under Lycan Erasmus, would never stoop to seeking Digby’s help.”

I looked at her and said, “Then you should go. Kneel there for two or three days. If you can bring Digby here, it will be your merit. Even if you can’t, all the surrounding packs will see your effort. Then no one can say you haven’t done your part.”

Tamara’s eyes suddenly lit up as she grasped my intent.

I never expected Ulrik and Velda to make the appeal–it was Tamara I was sending.

Once she earned a reputation for filial piety, the Bloodmoon Pack couldn’t exile her on flimsy pretexts.

Vanya nodded in agreement. “Thank you, Adelaide. It’s the only solution now.”

Then, with a light sigh, she added, “You once devoted yourself to caring for Luna Rosemary, but the outside world couldn’t see or know of it, granting you no recognition.”

“That’s all in the past,” I said calmly.

Tamara quickly expressed her gratitude. “Thank you for your advice. Without it, I’d be at a complete loss. This past month has felt like an eternity of torment.”

I said, “I’ve set up a new altar at the Frostfang Pack’s plaza. Over the next few months, I’ll be praying there to the Moon Goddess for the fallen wolves of the Frostfang Pack. So I won’t be seeing any visitors during this time. Please take care.”

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clear–I hoped that no matter what happened

and Tamara left, I didn’t go back to

sun gradually setting, I knew I had to set off after dark. Even if I lay down for a bit now, it wouldn’t

at Ulrik’s wedding as described by Tamara, for some reason, I suddenly found it

farce triggered by his

Bloodmoon Pack utterly humiliated. The wedding was

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Chapter 31

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feeling the long–suppressed hatred

atrocities like slaughtering surrendered villages for military merit, the Frostfang Pack wouldn’t

At that time,

of her made my fingers

whether my grandfather knew

also kept in the

made no mention of it.

and made my

the living room, I spotted several gift

bit confused–weren’t these the gifts I had Valentin send to

understood the reason and couldn’t help but

to form a bond would willingly accept blessings

Once given, it didn’t matter whether they were

or not.

room on the west

the small window, illuminating the oak table where three oilcloth- wrapped bundles were prepared. Inside were three sets of leather armor designed for easy combat, with edges reinforced with bull

loosened the sash of my silk robe, the glands at the back of my neck began to uncontrollably secrete cedar

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