A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 148

Third Person’s POV

Others might not know, but Priscilla was well aware that Lance planned to bond with Adelaide.

“Eternal Night Lone Wolf?”

Isn’t this indirectly cursing Lance to an early death?

Though intimidated by Madison, Priscilla couldn’t help but question indignantly.

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Madison’s gaze turned cold, her wolf–head ring striking the table with a grating sound, “Priscilla, you don’t even know the truth. What are you blabbering about? Did you see me give Airella the silver wolf–head

statue?”

Priscilla’s neck gland sweated coldly from panic. She instinctively glanced at Adelaide.

The silver–blue gleam in her wolf eyes, like the fangs of an ice–plain wolf, choked back her retort.

Madison shifted her glare to Adelaide, her pheromones erupting in sulfur–tinged fury. “I have no beef with the Frostfang Pack’s Davis family. Why are you slandering me in front of everyone?”

“If you can produce that silver wolf–head statue, so be it. If not, it’s a malicious defamation, and I’ll have you blacklisted in royal circles!”

Surrounded by Lycan aura, she attempted to suppress Adelaide with royal blood.

by my mother. If guests

whether Madison gifted it, the carver from the Northern Peaks is still mining there. Verification is simple. After all, only you

and stood, her pheromones nearly tangible with rage. “Are you forcing me to admit this? What about Eternal Night Lone Wolf? What about morality? I say

that supposed

beneath her sleeve. “Are we heartless? Or immoral? Countless enemy wolves have fallen to my family’s blades, but every kill was

a lupine growl, “Princess Madison, you enjoy peace in the capital, hosting lavish birthday parties annually. My parents‘ blood and sweat are part of that peace. As royalty, you show no gratitude to fallen warriors yet spew curses. If this gets out, how can

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hit hard. Madison’s face purpled with fury,

silent.

roared instead: “Nonsense! Stop using this to oppress me. Unroll that scroll! Let’s see if

wolf–head statue meant

shared this

disliking Madison sighed inwardly–Adelaide’s

silk. “I’ll unroll it! Adelaide, if there’s a curse in this birthday gift, I’ll make sure you pay with

the scroll unfurled, gasps

half–meter–square canvas, a cluster of mountain ash bloomed quietly. The butter–yellow petals‘ gradient

butterfly in the top–left corner seemed about to take

its soft colors and lively brushwork, blended realism and tension,

master.

seen his Aster series at exhibitions. The technique for depicting petal gradients

heart ached. She recognized the painting from the Bloodmoon Pack’s Packhouse

expression,

for Velda, losing a fortune in the