A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 63

Third Person’s POV

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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.

curious about the challenge

come to support, there

had full confidence in

Velda, believed Adelaide had secured her Silver Claw Gamma position through

them, Adelaide was a she–wolf nearly exiled from the pack, unfit to stand alone on

the supporting wolf warriors favored Velda, except for the Ironthorn Army, which had

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Ironthorn soldiers could feel the sharpness of

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They only recognized Ulrik and Velda, who’d led them to the

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

Adelaide’s teeth and tear off her

his responsibility was weighty. Other generals were also nearby, their gazes locked on

stood in front of the Ironthorn Army, clad in armor. The setting sun cast its rays on his dulled gold

wind had chapped his skin. Though no longer as handsome

wolf warriors present, Lance reiterated the consequences of defeat for both sides of the

acknowledged

her battle robe still unstained by

held a silver

Adelaide’s still–exquisite features, Velda would never have linked her

her skin and attire were a stark

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

skin had never made

delicate beauty, like

battlefield will make you better than me? You’re not just foolish. In a way, you’re shrewdly cunning. You know how to exploit