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.

some reluctant but vocal

Iron

training

you. If I last five minutes, I’ll accept my punishment. But I seek no pardon. If you defeat me, I’ll acknowledge your merits, no matter

trained

roval wolf army at fifteen and never slackened his

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Chapter 59

Lance’s decree was a

Five minutes? Ridiculous!

Bentley as her father, Adelaide couldn’t work that kind

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

eyed the wolf general in his

sneered, “Too cowardly

silver spear in the snow, her moonstone headband fluttering in the

upward, her gaze as cold

“If I fall to you, I pledge fealty till

“Bravo!”

her place, leveraging your family’s merits to

“Ellen, we’re with you.”

addressed Adelaide, “Gamma Adelaide, do you hear

Army, gripping her silver spear

brimmed with contempt, “Don’t say I’m bullying you, Gamma Adelaide.

blood–red mole beneath her eye vivid as

said, “If you