A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 63

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Her words stirred a warm feeling in Ulrik’s heart.

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Velda wasn’t just any she–wolf; she was a Gamma who commanded troops in battle and a hero who’d signed the Bloodscar Border treaty.

Her willingness to contribute to family and pack was truly touching.

When she said she’d even cook for the pack members for him, it was no wonder Ulrik felt his chest warm and his past disappointments in her fade away.

The challenge was scheduled for dusk. Lance only sent Tommy to inform Adelaide.

As Adelaide watched the wolf warriors train, she nodded slightly at Tommy’s message. “Hmm, noted.”

Soon, the entire werewolf army knew about this challenge.

After training, Paisley and the others sought out Adelaide.

Each patted her shoulder, sparing with just two words, “Beat her.”

Adelaide smiled at them.

Beating Velda would be tough–not because of killing her, but because of the struggle and the need for immense self–control.

A streak of sunset couldn’t dispel the border’s cold.

In the wilderness, 15,000 Ironthorn Army soldiers stood in formation to the east.

about the challenge packed the

the royal guard wolf warriors who’d come to support, there were also those from Alpha Lance’s

had full confidence in Adelaide’s

believed Adelaide had secured her

she–wolf nearly exiled from the pack, unfit

Velda, except for the Ironthorn Army,

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nearby Ironthorn soldiers could feel the

knew how formidable she

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royal guard didn’t. They only recognized Ulrik and Velda, who’d led them to the southern

rumors about Adelaide, they held her in even greater contempt, now that Alpha Lance had

would shatter Adelaide’s teeth and

knew his responsibility was weighty. Other generals were also

Ironthorn Army, clad in armor. The setting sun cast its rays

and the harsh wind had chapped his skin. Though no

present, Lance reiterated the consequences of defeat for

acknowledged them, Lance

unstained by blood, stood ramrod straight with

eyed Adelaide, who held

features, Velda would never have linked her to the elegantly dressed, poised Luna they’d first

her skin and attire

and dirty, her face roughened by sand and cold, a far cry from her once- delicate

beauty and skin had never made

like

just foolish. In a way, you’re shrewdly cunning. You know how to exploit your father’s connections to elevate