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.

bond stirred fresh strife, and

his thoughts, I sensed his irritation with Adelaide for not prior warning,

to bond. It doesn’t strip her Luna status. Ulrik and I fight on

firelight. She said, “The Frostfang Pack has its own glory, no

+8. Pearls

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and brothers‘ merits ensure your

voice rose like a wolf’s howl, “Yes, their merits mean I’ll never want for anything. Isn’t that just

“We can’t compare. We must risk our lives to earn recognition. What pride is there in relying on

their lives to protect

my fists, I dared not erupt before Alpha Lance, instead averting

armored in hardened scales, shattered the air with

the air filled with pine needle–like pheromones–indicative of

instant,

shards sprayed as

thought highly of you, approved Adelaide as your Luna. Yet you spurn her. How heartbroken Airella must

punch carried

lips bled instantly, his cheek

This isn’t the Frostfang Pack!” I lunged

when Abbot turned to me, his Alpha