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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.

Over twenty spears, carved with

canines, and the sulfur pheromones

they heard I was

lowered their weapons but still kept a close watch

as we were at an impasse, a black horse galloped up and

of dirt, had a shaggy beard that almost covered half

circled me slowly. He leaned down and serutinized me with a rasny voice full of

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Even back then, he was way taller than the other boys, always

Camp, I kept hearing how brave he was in battles. They also

far from “handsome.” However,

were

intently, his gaze sharp as

finally

take a lot more effort to meet him, but it turned out

using the bonfire light every ten steps to scan

wolf warriors, plus

this camp looked like it had less

territories, but at a heavy cost in wolf

tent. Outside, numerous worn–out

armor was tattered, faces coated in dust, and

them, I spotted Abbot Hutchinson–he was one of my father’s former subordinates and had held me in his

over, his voice

Abbot!” My eyes welled

lips quivered as he

my father’s old guards gathered

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