Chapter 55

Adelaide’s POV

After Ulrik and Velda left, the tent’s atmosphere grew tense.

Abbot crouched, shoulders shaking. Seeing tears slip through his fingers, I realized my words had been cruel.

The other generals turned away, wiping their eyes.

Lance’s eyes were also slightly red.

My own tears welled up but were quickly suppressed.

I’d cried enough. Each time brought a breakdown.

I had to stay strong.

Lance’s throat bobbed. His eyes, though red–rimmed, quickly looked away. His knuckles rapped the table. “What exactly happened?”

My voice trembled as I began, “Eight months ago, as Ulrik’s Luna, I managed the Bloodmoon Pack and cared for the ailing old Luna, Rosemary. The royal guard captain came to tell me the Frostfang Pack was raided by rogues overnight, with no survivors.”

My nails dug into my palms, but I spoke through the pain, “I couldn’t believe it. I rushed back, only to find bloodshed everywhere. My mother, my brothers‘ mates, nephews, nieces, pack guards, Betas, Omegas–no one escaped.

“Especially my mother and my brothers‘ mates, their bodies were all mutilated. Some were dismembered. My brother’s son, his head was cut off… right there on the moonlight altar.”

My breath hitched, a sob catching in my throat.

I couldn’t continue, the agony crashing over me like a mountain landslide.

was forever etched in

did this?” Lance

my

moles.

emotions for so long, and uttered,

an eerie silence, only

blazed

he was thinking–the timeline matched Velda’s village massacre and the capture

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us,

tracks on

the only

me, its

from my throat to my stomach doing little to

heart.

hand rested on my forehead, his touch feather–light. This Alpha, who had taught me archery, now had emotions

no idea… His

as that young girl from the training camp, begging

and family were

cherished mate bond and stood

palm to my temples–no more thinking,

forehead. I

suddenly recalled my father’s words–Frostfang Alphas never show

away, my fingertip catching a tear–thankfully,

withdrew, his

everything,” Lance sat beside me, his pauldron brushing

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