A Female Alpha’s Revenge

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.

scene was forever

this?”

my mouth, having

moles.

emotions for so long, and

fell into an eerie silence, only the candlelight

eyes blazed with

timeline matched Velda’s village massacre and

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Chapter 55

us,

Abbot turned to go, I caught the tear tracks on his face. He opened

the only

of wine slid toward me,

one gulp, the burn from my throat

heart.

touch feather–light. This Alpha, who had taught me archery, now had emotions in his eyes

no idea… His voice was barely

still saw me as that young girl from the training camp, begging

my father and family were with the Moon

shattered my cherished mate bond and stood here reeking

palm to my temples–no more thinking, no

my forehead. I smelled the faint gunpowder on

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

cup away, my fingertip catching a

paused, then withdrew, his fingers grazing the

down, then tell me everything,” Lance sat beside me, his pauldron brushing