Adelaide’s POV

I didn’t tell them about Lycan Erasmus’s strange order. Since I didn’t get his aim, telling them would just spread the worry.

My wolf purred in my mind, its silver–blue spiritual form tapping my nerves with its tail.

I pulled my thoughts back and said sincerely, “The Dragon Ash werewolves killed my father and brothers. I went to the Southern Border mainly to revenge.”

Ripples spread in my cedar pheromones, and the silver–blue wolf hair behind my ears trembled slightly with my emotion.

When I mentioned “hatred“, the golden claw medallion on my chest suddenly burst into lava patterns, and wolf totems flowed on the dark red ribbon.

After my explanation, the atmosphere visibly relaxed.

That’s right, my father and brothers were killed by the Dragon Ash Werewolf Kingdom.

By werewolf rules, blood debts are paid in blood.

They helped me revenge, so there’s no need to think further.

I brushed off my worries and suggested, “We’re all rested and fed. Let’s go out, shop, and buy some gifts for the teachers.”

“Good idea, but we’re broke. Lycan Erasmus hasn’t rewarded us yet.” Avery looked at me pleadingly. “You don’t think he forgot, did you?”

“This kid’s starved,” my wolf sneered in my mind, lava patterns crawling from the medallion up my collarbone.

“He won’t forget. Lycan Erasmus promised a reward, and it’ll be

our Ancient Moon Pack’s ten–year operating costs would be covered,” Avery said

Ancient Moon Pack flickered on

pack had few male wolves, with only him in the Alpha

Peaks on land bought by the Warscar Training Camp,

with no external businesses, the pack struggled

scraped the basalt table, sparking. “My mother won’t have to steal leftovers from

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won’t scold me for going to war…… Wait, I also need

for fighting, and if you bought those things, a beating would be the lightest punishment. She might

roared with laughter. Come to think of it,

exploded, carrying the damp grass scent

volcano, sulfur

the ground tiles with a

Everyone smiled.

Alpha Lance’s group hurried to tell them to collect their

and the three others

role in the city–breaking battle and was titled “Golden Claw” Werewolf

post yet, it was a great

as excited as a

his look, shoved her card into his hand too. “Take mine. I don’t care

giving up such a good thing?”

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