A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 59

Third Person’s POV

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In this chaotic situation, how could they even consider reclaiming the southern border?

It seemed they were just handing the battlefield over to the Dragon Ash Kingdom’s wolves.

Halbert’s pheromones, mixed with anxiety, said, “They’ve already started inciting some wolf generals from the reinforcement troops to confront Alpha Lance.”

Adelaide stroked her wolf–head pendant, her silver–blue pheromones as steady as frozen tundra. “Let them be. Lance won’t tolerate morale–sapping. Moreover, the Western Tribes‘ claws are already near Darkclaw Town.”

“Are we just going to swallow this humiliation?” Paisley’s whip cracked in her palm, the crimson flame emblem on her pauldrons flaring with anger.

“Shall I rip out Velda’s tongue? She’s merely an Iron Claw, low–born. I don’t fear her.”

Adelaide raised an eyebrow. “Velda outranks you now. Disrespecting an officer has consequences. Feel free to test it. Don’t forget, you’re a wolf warrior now.”

Paisley snorted, “If I weren’t a wolf warrior, I’d pay no heed to her rank. I tell you, once the southern border is reclaimed, I won’t be a warrior anymore. Even if I were offered a general’s post, I wouldn’t want it.”

That night, as expected, trouble brewed.

Velda’s cousin, Brock Freeman, led dozens of wolves toward Lance’s tent.

Lance, furious, ordered the ringleaders dragged out and flagged thirty times. He issued a military decree–Any wolf who disobeys Adelaide could challenge her. If they lasted five minutes, their sins would be forgiven.

If not, it was back to drills. Those who neither challenged nor trained would face military justice.

spurred some reluctant but

them was Ellen, an Iron Claw with notable combat

training session, he

Alpha Lance declared that anyone may challenge you. If I last five minutes, I’ll accept my punishment. But I seek no pardon.

having trained

ioined the roval wolf army at

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Chapter 59

Lance’s decree was a grave

Five minutes? Ridiculous!

father, Adelaide

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applause. The 15,000 soldiers of the Ironthorn Army roared, “Ellen, we

the wolf general in his early thirties, his

seeing her silence, sneered, “Too cowardly to

planted her silver spear in the snow, her moonstone headband

as cold as ice, “Just to beat

fall to you, I pledge fealty

“Bravo!”

family’s merits to climb

“Ellen, we’re with you.”

Adelaide, “Gamma Adelaide,

scanned the roaring Ironthorn Army, gripping her silver spear

“Don’t say I’m bullying you, Gamma Adelaide. I’ll let you

blood–red mole beneath her eye vivid

at her nape and said, “If you can stand after