A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 100

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At the Bloodmoon Pack, Rosemary fumed upon hearing the rumors about Ulrik, Velda, and Adelaide.

When informed that Velda had returned to the capital without paying her respects, she erupted in fury. “Go, bring her to me now!” she commanded.

Velda’s return journey had left her dispirited.

Ulrik’s deliberate distance from her, despite his own injuries, had made the trip a torment.

She’d tried to assist him, but he’d rebuffed her advances as if she were repulsive. 1

The wolves captured alongside her glared at her with undisguised hatred.

They were all too aware that their brutal treatment stemmed from Velda’s torture of a Western werewolf general.

Now, facing similar retribution from the Western Tribes‘ wolves, they felt a mix of anguish and helplessness.

Their fear and resentment ran so deep that it fueled an intense hatred toward Velda.

Throughout the journey, they refused to engage with her. Even a fleeting glimpse of her would prompt them to flee.

Velda remembered how she’d left, full of confidence and dreams of battlefield glory, believing she’d return a hero.

But reality shattered her illusions.

scarred and her

could tolerate the physical changes and others‘ disdain, but what truly stuck

werewolf warriors. The Gammas showed her

cheers from the masses and attending a victory banquet where

hand, had to slink back to the Bloodmoon Pack, ignored by all, as

contrast left her in a

Pack, Velda’s overgrown claws left five deep scratches

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into the room, her vertical pupils shrinking to dark crimson lines

moonstone mirror revealed the grotesque wound on her left

fingers found the temporary mark behind her ear, now decaying and reeking of sulfur–a sign of her Alpha gland’s deterioration due

stared into the mirror, her

once–proud silver–gray war wolf, now with hellfire–blackened

known she couldn’t match Adelaide’s beauty, but now the

her skin rough as sandpaper,

a loud crash, she overturned the Bloodmoon–emblazoned

shards sliced into her

cedar and mint pheromones that once enthralled

Her thoughts raced.

was still Ulrik’s mate; he’d once cared for

coldness now must stem from

Those injuries were just

that the burn on her face was treated by Ulrik himself, which proved that he wasn’t repulsed by

truly valued appearance above all, why would he have bonded with her, especially when