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.

+8 Pearls

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.

shadow, meant to be one with her, now trembled in its cage—a sight

forced herself to calm, though

of a werewolf, yes, but as an ordinary she–wolf with no extraordinary bloodline, she’d

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

smile playing on her lips. “Velda,”

Velda, “concede” was a slap

the lined foch

173

3:32 P

C

Chapter 65

vicious, effective for slaying enemies in

+8 Pearls

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

from the blood–spitting Velda. The stick spun rapidly in her hand, creating

of wooden shards peeled off, swirling like snowflakes before hurtling toward

clad in armor, Velda was left

grazed her

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

control her

crowd erupted

at least

hadn’t even touched Adelaide’s clothes. She

coughed up blood. That kick had nearly rearranged her internal

as she instinctively

trembled uncontrollably–not from

outcome was unacceptable. She’d never seen such

have

Ulrik had joked that Adelaide could hurt him with a