A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 153

Chapter 153

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Adelaide deliberately released pheromones that enhanced the sense of smell, causing the guests to catch a faint whiff of decay.

Wasn’t everyone here to be gossip fodder?

She’d give them a juicy story–one that Madison knew all too well.

Madison wouldn’t dare investigate. The truth would surface otherwise.

Royal regulations prohibit wolf packs from harming or striking breeders or omegas.

Adelaide had been unaware of these rules until Valentine subtly alerted her as she was leaving today.

With those words left hanging, she walked away, ignoring Madison’s furious roars. The confrontation was

over.

Rosemary was dumbstruck. She’d never seen such a sharp–tongued Adelaide.

Or perhaps she’d never seen the real Adelaide–the one who’d cared for her was a different person altogether.

How could someone so proud and capable be willing to tend to her?

She didn’t understand, but somehow she did.

And the realization made her feel worse by comparison.

Priscilla was even more shocked.

Her horrified gaze followed Adelaide’s retreating figure until it vanished.

like a drum in her chest, with every bone in her body banging on it, creating a roaring

sense of utter catharsis was like nothing

to defeat was now forever at a disadvantage before Madison and her

she’d never seen. Oh, how

initially approved of Adelaide becoming Lance’s mate, she now had to admit

couldn’t let herself think further.

Lance followed soon

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quickly through the courtyard. Royal family members and Royal Elder Council

and women

focus on practical

Who was Adelaide?

backed by the Frostfang Pack. She trained at the Warscar Training Camp, where Craig, her schoolmate,

camp’s founder was once the mightiest werewolf general, and its current

and

family’s accumulated wealth

the main

was sought after

Southern Border reclamation and the first female Gamma in

all this, her

Lance met at the door. Lance’s amber eyes, glowing in the sunset, noted her silver–tipped ears trembling with residual

pheromones were steady, devoid of panic, Lance relaxed–proof the

Square‘ restaurant got a new Southeast Asian chef,

wolf–head dagger at her

adrenaline rush had left

got into the

twitched nervously. “You’re dining out with Alpha Lance

public displays of affection,

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