A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 66

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Chapter 66

Third Person’s POV

The air buzzed with deafening cheers, but all Velda heard was a persistent droning in her head.

“I won’t accept it! I won’t accept it!”

She was well aware that she didn’t have Adelaide’s noble birth or stellar mentors.

Adelaide’s prowess stemmed from being the daughter of the Frostfang Pack’s Alpha, which naturally drew the guidance of powerful werewolves.

Velda’s defeat wasn’t just at Adelaide’s hands–it was at the mercy of their disparate backgrounds.

“Velda,” Ulrik said, grasping her hand. “Are you alright?”

“I didn’t lose,” Velda insisted, her voice trembling as tears streamed down. “If I had her advantages, I’d never be defeated.”

Ulrik fell silent for a moment, then murmured in acknowledgment.

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Lance had already risen to his feet, tossing Adelaide’s silver spear back to her. His voice, mingled with a wolf howl, boomed across the scene, “The Ironthorn Army remains under Gamma Adelaide’s command. As for Velda’s insubordination, she’ll be punished after the southern border conflict concludes.”

With those words, the outcome was sealed.

Velda spat out another mouthful of blood, her mind in turmoil.

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she stood firm, her eyes blazing with unyielding

of seeing her broken. Even in

paid her no mind. Instead, she locked eyes with Lance, her grip on the silver spear trembling

the duel, she’d

the stick into fragments, the sharpest piece had been aimed

of Lance’s piercing gaze that she’d

the same force as the ones that merely scratched Velda’s armor, it would have slit her throat

Adelaide’s

to rush over, clapping Adelaide on the

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a faint smile. “Of course

her victory for a

holding her shoulder, pointed to the jubilant lupine warriors. “See those folks? They used to badmouth you, but now they’re

I didn’t expect Velda to be such

Ironthorn Army had now fully acknowledged Adelaide’s strength,

the battlefield, was filled with awe as

stick into perfectly uniform shards was

strength–it was a masterful display

though fierce, had miraculously eased off as they grazed Velda’s neck. The control over force was

cast a warm glow over the wolf warriors, who

shattered way too easily! This wasn’t a fight–it was

bloodline’s no joke. She’s

the Silver Claw Gamma title wasn’t handed to her for

on. If I hadn’t held you back, you’d be sporting

Adelaide was

Velda was just stirring up trouble, playing the righteous card before the

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like thorny vines, coiled

shame and fury as she roughly wiped the blood from the corner of