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.

with her, now trembled in its cage—a sight that

forced herself to calm, though panic

had the aura of a werewolf, yes, but as an ordinary

on practical combat skills since childhood, believing strength was

a mocking smile playing on her lips. “Velda,” she said, “shall

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but vicious, effective for slaying enemies in

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with every strike. Then, with a leap, Adelaide struck Velda’s wrist, sending the sword flying. A midair kick sent Velda

Velda. The stick spun rapidly in

of wooden shards peeled off, swirling like snowflakes before hurtling

in armor, Velda was left

her neck,

her werewolf regenerative abilities, but everyone knew how easily it could have been a fatal

control her attack

erupted in

at least thirty minutes, not this

Adelaide’s clothes.

up blood. That kick had nearly rearranged her internal

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

uncontrollably–not from fear,

unacceptable. She’d never seen such power

Adelaide have become so

had left, Ulrik had joked that Adelaide could hurt him with a mere leaf. At the

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