Chapter 54

Velda’s POV

Adelaide’s voice was as fragile as cracking ice, “Eight months ago, Western Tribes‘ moles in our kingdom massacred the Frostfang Pack… Only the wolf guards with me at Bloodmoon Pack and a few Omegas survived.”

Low growls erupted in the tent, pheromones chaotic with shock.

The deaths of Alpha Bentley and his six sons at Silvermoon Canyon were devastating enough; the annihilation of the Frostfang Alpha family was a disaster that could cripple any pack.

No one knew why those Western Tribes moles were so crazy.

A cold smile played in my heart as I feigned horror–my wolf–head emblem gleamed coldly, a honor earned by merits.

“Adelaide, why hide the massacre of your own pack members?” I released doubt–laced mint pheromones. “What’s your motive?”

“Enough!” Lance’s icy white–musk pheromones crushed the crowd, forcing lower–ranking wolves to bow their heads. “Report the number of wolf warriors you’ve brought.”

Ulrik rubbed his swollen cheek.

Thanks to the Alpha wolf’s innate healing ability, his injuries were already clotting.

He reported, “Alpha Lance, I’ve brought ten thousand Royal Wolf Guards, ten thousand Magma Camp warriors, and fifteen thousand Ironthorn soldiers as reinforcements.”

Gamma, you’ll command the Ironthorn Army. Abbot takes Magma

Claw Gamma?” I couldn’t help but howl sharply, “On what grounds? Are you playing favorites? On the battlefield, promotions must be recognized by all. She can’t just ride on her family’s

silver slits, rust–colored pheromones brimming with

and the wolf in my mind curled up in fear. I couldn help

one could resist Lance’s aura–not even

Cammas, infiltrated alone to open city gates, and led three thousand wolves to hold off thirty thousand foes. Her merits are documented and acknowledged by Lycan Erasmus. She’s

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wolf ears flattened in

I

means nothing to me. Leave, Lance’s

the Ironthorn Army is ours!” My claws dug into my palms. “It’s the royal guard’s elite! Handing it to her is a giveaway! She’s just a common she–wolf, pfopped up by Alpha Bentley’s old subordinates–what real skills could she

Lance’s voice carried a dangerous howl. “You

don’t!” I stood tall. How

torches flickered and died. “No dissent in my ranks. Leave now if

burst through my battle robe. I nearly crumpled but

knelt hastily. “Alpha Lance, we’ll follow your lead. Our forces are yours

mine to command, Lance said coldly,

dare not!” Ulrik

at me.

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