Third Person’s POV

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Adelaide coldly remarked, “Use your brain. Why are they on the mountain instead of retreating? Why capture Velda? And why come to the southern border after signing the treaty?”

Without waiting for a reply, she walked away, leaving Ulrik standing alone.

The setting sun bathed his face in light, yet he stood motionless, deep in thought.

These hints from Adelaide suggested something horrifying, but he refused to believe it.

He returned to Adelaide and said through gritted teeth, “You’re just creating rumors out of hatred for Velda because of me. You’re a malicious and venomous woman.”

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Paisley, enraged, attempted to strike him with her whip, but Adelaide stopped her.

“Ignore him. He clearly disdains us; keeping our distance is fine.”

Ulrik’s provocation fell on deaf ears, leaving him further humiliated.

Now, he had no choice but to wait.

Meanwhile, in a mountain cabin, Velda wasn’t physically tortured but subjected to verbal and emotional

abuse.

She lay disheveled amidst the groans of wounded werewolves.

As Solanke’s wolf claws pierced the mark on her nape, the gland, imprinted with Ulrik’s hasty mating mark, erupted in ice–crystals.

Solanke’s white–sage pheromones flooded her torn gland, forcing her elongated nails back to human form.

her lip, her fangs drawing

her face, scarred by carved

sensing the killing intent in his

he said, his hand

brought unbearable pain and

future as the

She couldn’t accept this.

they were determined to kill her, she wished they’d do

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threatened to consume her,

air, Velda fought

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voice pierced the silence, “This is just the beginning, What’s the

throat, panic in her voice,

replied, “This

the cabin, and ordered his men

Alpha Lance, expecting a meeting

was the one he wanted

night fell, Solanke and

her team immediately sensed

announced, “Stay alert, weapons

rose to their feet instantly, shields

Western Tribes‘ warriors moved swiftly

front row carried torches, with one every

walked steadily, their specially–made boots preventing

warning to Adelaide: a large–scale war with the Western Tribes would not end

the Western Tribes‘ warriors stood

made

roared, “Where have you taken

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