A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 49

Third Person’s POV

Dragon Ash’s soldiers had seized many civilian homes. When the Western Tribes army arrived, lacking accommodation, they’d driven residents from their houses.

Alpha Lance now decreed that all civilians could return home.

Werewolf warriors without shelter were to camp on open ground.

After this battle, Adelaide’s fame soared.

Adelaide had distinguished herself in previous battles, but her latest feat–holding the supply depot with three thousand men and ensuring everyone ate meat–eclipsed her prior achievements in the soldiers‘ eyes.

The successful expulsion of the enemy from Frostbite Town was largely due to Alpha Lance capturing Victor from the Dragon Ash Wolf Kingdom.

Lance’s informant in Frostbite Town had uncovered the tension between Victor and Solanke, which Lance exploited to capture Victor.

The Western Tribes sought Victor’s execution, while the Dragon Ash Kingdom opted to retreat.

This internal discord provided Lance’s warband with a critical opportunity. The next day, after honoring the fallen wolf warriors, Alpha Lance convened a meeting.

The next day, after burying their fallen, Alpha Lance convened a meeting.

“We took Frostbite Town because Solanke and Victor’s conflict gave us an edge. Post–battle, they’ll unite and reorganize. This hasty defeat is a deep shame to them.

Coordination and resupply will take time. Darkclaw Town’s limited supplies make them hesitant to strike. We can

“Reinforcements may take

Lance frowned at Abbot’s words, “Half

almost remarked on Ulrik’s slow advance but glanced at Adelaide,

thought–she’d earned her merit here, and he wouldn’t slight

met his gaze but stayed

be left to Ulrik and

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and

the firelight as he fondled his

gaze, her wolf–claw nails

and gunpowder scents filled the air. “Disperse

and the others

cold required copious hot water, but

spartan camp at Tower City, even drinking water had been

was assigned a penitent Omega, Cynthia,

imprisoned for shattering a vase in a business dispute, left her competitor a fool but

as she entered, a cracked rose–scented soap

heated water for Adelaide, fetched a bathtub, and even assisted with washing her hair- a task that required nimble fingers to thoroughly

efforts, Adelaide’s hair remained

revealed delicate features though her skin lacked

smoothness,

scrubbed her cheeks until they were red and nearly raw, finally cleansing the crusted