A Female Alpha’s Revenge

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Chapter 118

Adelaide’s POV

Schmoozing with guests was just a masked ball for me.

Before joining the Bloodmoon Pack, my mother had the Moon Goddess Temple’s etiquette priestess train me with a rod to have the standard noble smile–lips up 15 degrees, eyes with a third of warmth, and a voice like silvergrass.

After all, she groomed me to be the pack’s Luna.

In socializing, we chatted and laughed cheerfully, parting with a touch of reluctance.

Once the door closes, we dropped the smiles, rubbed our sore jaws, hydrated, and prepared for the next

batch.

That evening, Luna Skye and Melinda visited.

Recalling the returned gifts, I still greeted them with a warm smile. “Luna Skey, Melinda, please come in.”

Luna Skye’s fingers, cool as snow despite the dragon’s breath scent, held my hand as she apologized, “Adelaide, I’m sorry. I didn’t accept your gift because I thought you might be short on funds after parting with Ulrik and returning to the Frostfang Pack.” Her voice had the perfect catch.

“You didn’t want me to be at a disadvantage, so you protected my assets on my behalf,” I said, retracting my hand and subtly brushing it against my skirt’s embroidery.

I instructed Beata, “Bring Luna Skye the coffee beans I bought from the Southern Border.”

“I’m relieved you understand,” Luna Skye said sincerely.

my arms, her tears wetting my cloak’s

Pack, I wanted to visit,

insincerity, Melinda’s

up together, and she always looked up to

Peaks,

endless conversations and a

said with a smile, “You’re still such a crybaby even after

looked at me with tearful

replied. Noticing her pale complexion, I asked, “How is

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again as she said in a nasal voice, “He doesn’t dare to treat

was Dwight Santos,

popular among female wolves during his time

him at first

Alpha Howell was a laid–back Alpha, he was of royal

with Dwight from the Soulrend’Pack was seen as

historic, but its members seemed to have decent

for the royal family, with a promising

expression, it seemed Dwight wasn’t treating her well. Her eyes had

my mother think that finding one ensures a stable

and Melinda left. I saw them off to

did the smile fade from my face

gleam in my eyes, reminiscent of the Southern Border battlefield when

commented, “You’re too accommodating. You sent Melinda gifts, but they were returned. Clearly, Luna Skye looked down on us back

the dressing table, I said, “Schmoozing is schmoozing. It’s just putting on a smile and making polite conversation. She was