Chapter 129

Third Person’s POV

Lycan Erasmus’s white musk pheromones carried a hint of sulfur.

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He glanced at the fresh battle–scar on Lance’s nape and forced a smile. “This was also the intention of the former Lycan Luna and me–we wouldn’t have to use the New Moon Priestess matter to prod you into proposing; otherwise, you might have waited until she found a Second Chance.”

“She’s in high demand now, not only as a Golden Claw Gamma but also inheriting Alpha Bentley’s combat prowess. She’s bold and strategic, breaking through city gates on her first battle and succeeding twice.”

“Moreover, she trained at the Warscar Training Camp, where many powerful werewolves are her classmates. My dear brother, you’re truly fortunate.”

Lance’s cedar pheromones carried a sweet pine note.

He smiled warmly and happily, “I’m naturally very fortunate. I’ve liked her since her days in the Shadow Peaks.”

“When I fell for her, she was just a little she–wolf bold enough to bite my combat boot,” his wolf ears trembled slightly at the memory, “It had nothing to do with her ability to lead werewolf warriors into battle or her bloodline.”

A trace of white musk dispersed from Lycan Erasmus.

Of course, he was aware of his younger brother’s feelings–ever since that little she–wolf left tooth marks on Lance’s boot, Lance’s wolf had been captivated by her.

He nodded, “Indeed.”

Indeed, Lance had cherished feelings for Adelaide long before any pragmatic calculations entered the picture.

Erasmus

a smile, a

Night Altar outside the window, the moonstone spire

choice, he could secure

choosing Adelaide and immediately relinquishing command of the army, a subtle, unspoken regret

for whether Lance would have willingly

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Chapter 129

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twenty years ago, a little she–wolf playing under the throne with war chess pieces declaring, “I will become a wolf king like my royal

was ambitious–recapturing the Southern

other ambitions would emerge with

no lingering concerns, the royal

As for Adelaide……

conjured her appearance when she sought an

she entered the palace, her pheromones carried the tang of gunpowder, her wolf eyes blazing with a wildfire that even glaciers couldn’t extinguish. “Werewolves from the Western Tribe, disguised as Dragon Ash soldiers, are marching toward the

it as a spurned she–wolf’s revenge, failing to detect the

the fiery passion she revealed only when discussing military matters, he realized that while other noble she–wolves chased after jewelry, she was always preoccupied

filled Erasmus’s heart. Such a she–wolf,

had wished Lance would cling to army

it

moon meeting with the

shed a great burden, appearing carefree and dashing, “Thank you for your kind offer,

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