A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 65

Third Person’s POV

Velda paled, realizing it was just an ordinary wooden stick.

Clenching her teeth, she swung her wolf claws at Adelaide.

Her strikes remained swift and powerful.

Blocking with the stick, Adelaide seized the moment when Velda turned.

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Gripping the stick in one hand, she pushed its tip with the other, sending it flying into Velda’s abdomen.

As the stick fell, Adelaide’s left hand formed a claw–like shape, and the stick, as if magnetized, shot back into her grasp.

“Wow!” the crowd gasped. “What is that?”

“How did she pull the stick from the ground like that?”

Paisley explained coldly, “It’s the sheer aura of a powerful Alpha–it’s not just any ability. You wouldn’t understand.”

Staggering backward, Velda’s combat boots scorched the ground.

Uncontrolled, her scent glands released a storm of cedar and rust.

Deep within her mind, her wolf howled in despair.

“Silence!” she roared inwardly, blood seeping from her lip where her fangs had bitten through.

now trembled in its cage—a sight that nearly made her

to calm, though panic had already consumed

had the aura of a werewolf, yes, but as an ordinary she–wolf with no extraordinary bloodline, she’d always thought

focused on practical combat skills since childhood, believing strength was the

playing on her lips. “Velda,” she said, “shall we continue,

a slap in the

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vicious, effective

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watching Velda’s eyes redden with every strike. Then, with a leap, Adelaide struck Velda’s wrist, sending the sword flying.

gracefully, three yards away from the blood–spitting Velda. The stick

peeled off, swirling like snowflakes

clad in armor, Velda was left

her neck,

was superficial, quickly healing under her werewolf regenerative abilities, but everyone knew how easily it

control her

erupted in

least thirty minutes, not this swift, one–sided

Adelaide’s clothes. She was

rearranged her internal organs. The pain left her voiceless for a

drained of color as she instinctively touched her neck, her fingers coming

from fear, but

outcome was unacceptable. She’d never seen

could Adelaide have

Ulrik had joked that Adelaide could hurt him