Chapter 42

Adelaide’s POV

Paisley kicked Halbert.

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Alpha Lance also laughed, his gaze falling on me with unusual brightness. “Adelaide, well done!”

I wanted to respond modestly, but my throat was as dry as if stuffed with wolf hair, leaving me only to tug at the corners of my mouth.

“You’ve got your father’s spirit!” Abbott’s palm slapped my back with such force that I staggered.

I gritted my teeth to steady myself–I couldn’t disgrace my father.

“Adelaide, receive your orders!” As Alpha Lance rose, his molten–fur cloak swept the ground, revealing a map of the southern frozen terrain. “You’re now promoted to Silver Claw Gamma. Lead a thousand Gray Claw wolf warriors. Help yourself to the armory.”

He then turned to my friends, his eyes warm with approval.

“You four are promoted to Iron Claws, under Adelaide’s command.”

Angela secretly signaled her rank, while Halbert was already grinning from ear to ear.

Back at the Warscar Training Camp, I was their captain. Now, it was just a different battlefield title. Typically, it takes three years of merits to become a Silver Claw Gamma, yet I achieved it in a day. Alpha Lance was in high spirits, praising me further in front of the other werewolf generals before dismissing everyone else, saying he wanted a private chat.

forced myself to straighten my spine. “What are your orders, Alpha

a bear–skin blanket first. Blood scabs and beard hair on his face formed a hard mass, yet they couldn’t hide

knees piercing my wolf

and pushed it toward me. “This is why the

parchment, the hairs on the back of my neck bristled–this answer might

walked out of the command tent with heavy steps, the night as black as

armor.

Chapter 42

the letter Lance gave me was like a poisonous blade, carving into

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turned out to be the son of

there for battle experience but was

concealed his identity. His defiance led to Velda’s men forcing him to drink feces and urine, subjecting him to extreme humiliation, and even

King’s son’s capture was the reason for the Western Tribes‘ surrender, as

weak. Upon release, he committed suicide by

Western Tribes naturally didn’t want it known that their future Lycan King had been so

trauma. Hence, instead of causing a

the hero

that the wolf general she’d humiliated was the son of

picture,” Lance’s words still

letting the cold wind pour down my throat, the coppery sweetness

could I

to overturn the chessboard now, Alpha Zander’s northern border would likely

flayed and hung on

Victory would skyrocket her

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