Chapter 89

Third Person’s POV

“Ulrik,” her voice raspy and pained, her breath still foul, “why did you scar my face?”

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“The word ‘Bitch‘ was carved into your cheek with wolfsbane. I had to cut it out or you’d wear it forever,” Ulrik’s tone was icy, masking the turmoil within.

Scarring his mate brought immense inner pain.

His wolf curled up, whimpering, but he had no choice.

“Those bastards,” Velda cursed. “Solanke, I’ll kill you!”

Ulrik gripped her chin, leaned in, and demanded, “Tell me, did you butcher villages at Bloodscar Border? Did you kill innocents?”

Velda, consumed by anguish, screamed hysterically at his question, “I regret it! I should have wiped out everyone, not just those three villages!”

Ulrik reeled, his gaze turning terrifying.

He continued, “What about torturing prisoners?”

“Of course,” Velda’s eyes blazed with madness. “I had his face sliced, his glands torn out–all to make him reveal his identity. I only regret not doing worse!”

was desperate to sign the treaty because of him,” Ulrik

his heart, squeezing it with an

he might have been in the past, he now grasped the identity of that person with a clarity that was both blinding

Ulrik now. Solanke’s frantic desperation to sign the treaty with Velda, bypassing negotiations with Alpha Zander, must have been to save this person–the son of

Western Tribes‘ wolves had shown up

made

contentious border disputes, Solanke had hastily signed a treaty with

should have noticed something was wrong back when he burned the food

already signed, and it seemed as if the pieces of a puzzle he had

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together in a way that was both inevitable and

been desperate

stared at Velda as if at

before him was a cruel,

traded his honors and betrayed Adelaide for this?

He was a fool.

of how sheathewolves could have careers beyond caring

then

to

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terrified, struggled to sit

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