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!”

to sign the treaty because

felt a cold, icy chill grip his heart, squeezing it with an almost

how slow–witted he might have been in the past, he now grasped the identity of that person with a clarity that was

Velda, bypassing negotiations with Alpha Zander, must have been to save this person–the son of the Western Tribes‘ current Lycan

Tribes‘ wolves had shown up at the

made sense

hastily signed a treaty with Velda, as if driven by some

have noticed something was wrong back when

and it seemed

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fitting together in a way that was

was clear–Solanke had been desperate to rescue that

stared at Velda as

him was a cruel,

honors and betrayed Adelaide for

He was a fool.

of how sheathewolves could

eyes had then burned

collapsed to the floor, laughing hysterically–a laugh laced

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struggled to

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