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Chapter 114

Third Person’s POV

At Tamara’s words, Sabrina’s heart filled with guilt. The light golden wolf hair on her ears bristled slightly from the emotional shock, and a reluctant whine rolled in her throat.

As a member of the Bloodmoon Pack’s Alpha family, her werewolf blood coursing with rage, she unconsciously extended half–inch wolf claws from her fingertips, snagging the hem of her skirt.

She soon became indignant with shame and leaped to her feet.

She bellowed, “We were all duped by Velda! We thought she’d help Alpha Ulrik earn merits, but she not only failed to aid him but also dragged him down. She got captured herself, and who knows which werewolf marked her……”

Her words carried a sharp tang of sulfuric pheromones.

Before she could finish, the sound of boot heels crushing moonstone tiles echoed from the doorway.

Velda stormed in, her entire being enveloped in a minty pheromone blizzard. Her knuckles, mid–shift from rage, revealed partial transformation.

Five cold–gleaming wolf claws tore through the air, leaving five bone–deep gashes on the doorframe.

In three strides, she was inside, her wolf claws seizing Sabrina’s collar with precision. The leather wrist guard snapped under the force, exposing scars of old battle wounds on her forearm.

left Sabrina’s ears ringing. Her

instinctively submit to their

with fear. She whimpered like a pup whose tail had

light on her wolf claws reflecting the blood–red vertical pupils in her eyes. “One more word, and

growl, laced with the smoke of battlefields, became a tangible pressure that knocked

terrified by Velda’s ferocity, tears streaming down her

her daughter struck, her withered wolf claws scraped crescent–shaped dents into

armrest.

retired Luna, her weakened wolf spirit barely mustered pale golden pheromones, flickering like an old oil

couldn’t even steady the flickering candle

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pheromones spreading like melting

tension.

on his body

could you hit her?” His palm hovered over Velda’s shoulder, trying to soothe her rage with Alpha pheromones. “She spoke out of turn.

beneath her pauldron, still bore scars

“And what if I, as the pack’s Luna, struck her? She slanders me here–why don’t you reprimand

claw, still stained with splinters from the doorframe, sliced through the air. “I can’t stop the outside gossip,

corner, her wolf ears trembling with fear and

choke, “It’s not like I made it

with sobs but died in her

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