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I didn’t see any food supply convoys on the way. Alpha Lance must be so sure of victory that he stopped food transportation.

But with the big battle about to start, how could he?

After asking around, I found out Frostbite Town and Darkclaw Town were the only places not yet. reclaimed.

No wonder the supply lines had disappeared–Alpha Lance was really something.

I pushed myself harder and sprinted with determination. This was the last leg of the journey. I bit my lip and picked up speed. No matter what, I had to see Lance today.

As dusk fell, I approached the battlefield.

Lance’s army was camped outside Frostbite Town.

Once I crossed into the perimeter, I was met with the devastating aftermath of war—it was heartbreaking. My father and brothers had sacrificed themselves on this very land.

Without time to dwell, I shouted at the top of my lungs, “I’m Adelaide, daughter of Alpha Bentley! I need to see Alpha Lance!”

I kept yelling until my voice went hoarse.

Werewolf warriors tried to block me, but I just barged through.

“I’m Adelaide, Alpha Bentley’s daughter! I’ve got urgent intel for Alpha Lance!” My rough voice stood out sharply in the quiet night.

into the sky. Over twenty spears, carved with wolf- tooth runes, pointed at my

the sulfur

they heard I was Alpha

weapons but still kept a close watch on

black horse galloped up and stopped right in front

armor and with a face full of dirt, had a shaggy beard that almost covered half his face, revealing only a pair of piercing

leaned down and serutinized me with a rasny voice full of

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I am.” I looked him in the eye without a

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knew Lance when we were kids. Even back then, he was way taller than

the Frostfang from the War Scar Training Camp, I kept hearing how brave he was in battles. They also said he was one of the most handsome wolves in

was far from “handsome.” However, he

were cold

his gaze

he finally spoke, “I believe you. Follow

would take a lot more effort to meet him, but it

using the bonfire light every ten steps to scan the camp. My heart

southern border was supposed to have 300,000 wolf warriors, plus 100,000 from the

looked like it

cities and claiming territories, but at a heavy

tent. Outside,

tattered, faces coated

Hutchinson–he was one of my father’s former

strode over,

Abbot!” My

as

my father’s old guards gathered

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