A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 77

Third Person’s POV

Velda’s face turned pale. “What? Repay you in kind?”

She was all too aware of her past actions.

The Western Tribes‘ werewolf general led over a hundred warriors into battle, fighting fiercely.

After clashing with Velda’s forces, they killed several of her men before the general seized an opportunity

to escape.

To find him, she’d ordered the massacre of several towns near the Bloodscar Border, suspecting he was hiding among regular wolves.

She felt she had to find this man. On one hand, she wanted to avenge her fallen comrades. On the other, she aimed to boost her own reputation.

She thought killing ten ordinary wolves was nothing compared to capturing a general.

But after capturing him, he arrogantly accused her of violating the pact between the kingdoms, slaughtering innocents.

He cursed her viciously, condemning the massacre as unforgivable and claiming it would anger the Moon Goddess. He cursed Velda and her pack, saying they’d face her divine punishment.

Because of these vile curses, she decided to punish him severely.

He had cursed her, saying she’d be punished by the Moon Goddess and sent to hell, hadn’t he?

make him suffer first. She ordered his

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further humiliated him by urinating on him, trying to silence his

and

her, and she

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with a wolfsbane–dipped dagger,

subordinate didn’t hold back,but she

were so vicious that

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Solanke to rush to the Bloodscar Border

Solanke offered peace, demanding only the

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not to cross the border and only asked for the release of their captured

this was

border negotiations required discussions between the highest–ranking werewolf officers or even the

mentioning the village massacres and guaranteeing never to report them to Lycan Erasmus or Alpha

release of their tortured general. Velda could easily take credit for the peace treaty,

a huge benefit for her–a

Tribes were easy

general’s unusual status. Solanke was honorable; the Western Tribes hadn’t

they sought revenge on the southern border, where the

cold blade

was force–fed