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.

lashed out like a living thing, ensnaring a granite target twenty paces away. Her left arm suddenly shufted, gray wolf

away. they revealed the Dragon Ashi’s ice–pattern insignia embedded within–a provocative display

boulder

the debris, her irises glowing with the wolf’s

with ruch powder, stopped at the right place.

Chapter 36

Finished

werewolves behind stared in disbelief. The lead Gamma quickly nodded: “We’ll

five were registered

raised a dissatisfied brow.

through his manual. “Thirty cumulative kills to become

on.”

smile spread across Paisley’s face. “Then becoming a ‘Silver Claw‘

chuckles rippled around. The battlefield wasn’t a training ground; the

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

her gift

–

they’d step onto the battlefield as “Gray

of the Dragon Ash Kingdom

Lance’s ranks, training

from the Warscar Training Camp, the

still gleaming silver. “I miss the camp’s hellish

tactical theory class, everyone focused tightly–except Adelaide, the other four’s group combat

the five

grasp of

leather ceiling as she

said, “We were once, but no longer.

Pack’s Luna. Now that you’re single again, he must be thrilled. Maybe he’s