A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 61

Velda’s POV

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+8 Pearls

Adelaide returned late after training the troops, the bronze wolf–head gates slowly shutting behind her.

I stood in the shadows of the moonstone citadel, catching the lingering cedar pheromones from her armor.

The bonfire’s glow cast everything in a dim, yellow–orange light.

“You could at least put on a better show,” I said. “The Davidson family’s reputation is being dragged through the mud because of you.”

The shadow–wolf emblem on her pauldron glimmered.

She gripped her silver spear, the moonstones embedded in the weapon–passed down from Alpha Bentley–pulsing rhythmically.

As her golden eyes shifted to the vertical slits of a wolf’s gaze, the not–yet–healed mark on the back of my neck flared with pain.

My wolf trembled, cowering in the corners of my mind.

That only made me angrier.

Adelaide looked down at me, her tone icy. “What does the Davidson family’s reputation have to do with you?”

I snapped, “Quit playing the noble act! I saw it all today. Handing the Ironthorn Army over to you? Alpha Lance’s word alone was enough. Why drag Ellen into this charade? Do you really think the other wolf warriors will follow you willingly? Do you think everyone’s blind?”

right. Not everyone’s blind. Some things can be hidden for a while,

slowly enveloped

my resolve weakening. “What’s that supposed

she said, moving

arm. “Adelaide, whatever your angle is–this is a battlefield. The Ironthorn Army is an elite unit. Don’t use them for your own gain. You need to head back to the capital

Pack emblem awakening as she fully unleashed her

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my foot and shouted after her, “You think you’re better than me? No one here respects

turn back but left behind a cold retort, “If I’m a joke, isn’t it partly because of

I scoffed.

the truth? What

and Lance’s protection, convinced she was some invincible

her

be the elite vanguard, not her tool for advancing

This had to

morning, I confronted

were huddled together, clearly discussing

had retreated to Darkclaw Town, low on supplies and in desperate need of rest–they wouldn’t strike first.

Lance, if you’re gathering everyone to plan

sharp gaze fixed on me. “Didn’t I say you’ve been on a long journey to support us? You’ve been injured along the way. Take two days to rest. No need to involve

for now.”

he really say

we’re here to support you. Though the journey was tough, a night’s rest was enough to recover. We’re ready to discuss

he said, leaning back in his

yet

issue?” His voice was calm but carried an