A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 36

Third Person’s POV

Finished

Three years back, Adelaide bumped into this spoiled little princess on the wasteland outside the training camp, and they clashed over who should use the training area.

When Paisley tearfully brought pack members to demand an explanation, they found out Adelaide’s mentor was Irene, the legendary trainer of the Warscar Training Camp, and had to slink away.

Seeing her pack members fear the Warscar Training Camp made Paisley furious.

She left her pack, got lost in the mountains, and encountered a beast. At the time, she couldn’t shift and had no wolf of her own. Fortunately, Adelaide was practicing combat skills on the mountain and saved her. The two became best friends from that day on.

“Shut it!”

Adelaide’s Alpha aura leaked out involuntarily, rustling the surrounding grass and trees. “This isn’t the time to discuss pacts. They’re recruiting wolves. We’re joining Alpha Lance to drive the Dragon Ash Kingdom wolves back within their borders.”

To join the battlefield, one needed legitimate warrior status, even the lowest rank would do.

At the mere mention of “legally hunting Dragon Ash wolves,” the four friends‘ eyes lit up.

Paisley’s whip cracked the air first, the metal tip creating a thunderous boom–a unique “Deafening Whip Technique” of the Crimson Flame Pack, using sound blasts to disorient

enemies.

The Camma in charge of recruitment looked up, frowned, and waved them off. “Under eighteens aren’t allowed–”

His words cut short,

Paisley spun and leaped, steel studs on her boot soles sparking against the ground.

ensnaring a granite target twenty paces away. Her left arm suddenly shufted, gray wolf fur

spread across the rock surface. As chunks fell away. they revealed

boulder

debris, her irises glowing with

whip tap, still dusted with ruch powder, stopped at the right place. She said. ‘Protecting

Chapter 36

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stared in disbelief. The lead Gamma quickly nodded: “We’ll take you all! Of course

five were registered as Gray Claw

dissatisfied brow. “How

“Thirty cumulative

on.”

a ‘Silver Claw‘ general will be

training ground; the Dragon Ash warriors were far tougher

the golden glint in Paisley’s eyes wasn’t naivety,

gift from her

–

step onto the

blood of the Dragon Ash Kingdom wolves would stain the occupied grasslands

Alpha Lance’s ranks, training

Training Camp, the drills were

brow, his beast–shifted knuckles still gleaming silver. “I miss the camp’s hellish weeks. At least there, the posts wouldn’t snap with a

other four’s group combat was stuck at simulated

five huddled in Adelaide’s

grasp of

portable kerosene lamp cast a flickering glow. Angela’s wolf ears brushed the leather ceiling as she suddenly leaned in and asked, “Are you and

cross–legged on the cot and said, “We were once, but no longer.

down about you becoming the Bloodmoon Pack’s Luna. Now that you’re single