A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 53

Velda’s POV

I stared at Adelaide’s composed face, my throat welling with a question, “Why hide those matters?”

Adelaide lightly flicked her ear tips, cedar pheromones blending with the crisp scent. “It’s merely pack business, hardly worth mentioning. Nothing to talk about.”

Confusion crossed Abbot’s face, and he blurted out, “Dissolved mate bond? Why dissolve it?”

I lowered my gaze, releasing submissive pheromones laced with mint and feigned grievance. I said. “After the Bloodscar victory, Lycan Erasmus approved my joining to the Bloodmoon Pack Jand permitted me and Alpha Ulrik’s bonding. Miss Davidson was upset, so she requested to sever her bond with Alpha Ulrik.”

My words, while not the full story, weren’t lies.

Naturally, I omitted the part about using merits to seek Lycan Erasmus’s approval for the mate bond.

I wanted the Gamma wolves present to see Adelaide as domineering, defying the Lycan Erasmus’s decree.

Adelaide met my gaze, her silver–blue pupils reflecting the candlelight. “You two sought a mate bond via merits. When Ulrik returned, his first words were to ask me to let go. If your love is true, I requested Lycan Erasmus to dissolve our bond–to grant your wish. After all, tradition holds that each werewolf may have but one mate.

Abbot’s hands suddenly shifted into sharp wolf claws:

He shattered the armrest of his chair, his pheromones storming like a tempest. He roared, “Absurd! Using merits not to strengthen the pack but to secure a lover?, Ulrik, you’re an oathbreaker!”

Ulrik’s focus locked onto Adelaide, cedar pheromones mingling with sulfur–a sign of turbulent

emotions.

our bond stirred fresh strife, and a weary look

I sensed his irritation with Adelaide for not prior warning,

doesn’t strip her Luna status. Ulrik

coldly in the firelight. She said, “The Frostfang

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sneered, “Yes, your father and brothers‘

merits mean I’ll never want for

compare. We must risk our lives to earn recognition.

“Pride enough. They sacrificed their lives to protect the wolf kingdom. I’m proud of

ice picks. Clenching my fists, I dared not erupt before Alpha Lance, instead

shattered the air with a snow leopard’s

fist neared Ulrik’s cheek, the air filled with pine needle–like

that instant,

as I

your Luna. Yet you spurn her. How heartbroken Airella must be,

shifted punch carried real

bled instantly, his cheek

I lunged forward, my hardened nails

Abbot turned to me, his Alpha