A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 153

Third Person’s POV

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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 sound

catharsis was like nothing she’d

been able to defeat was now forever at a disadvantage before Madison

shattered in a way she’d never seen. Oh,

Lance’s mate, she now had to admit that it might not be so

she couldn’t let herself think further.

left, and Lance

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

and women

on practical

Who was Adelaide?

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

was once the mightiest werewolf general, and its

and surrounding kingdoms hold the camp in high

family’s accumulated wealth

wasn’t the main

was sought after for alliances,

of the Southern Border reclamation and the first

this, her

Lance met at the door. Lance’s amber eyes, glowing in the sunset, noted her silver–tipped ears trembling with residual anger, yet she still held herself

steady, devoid of panic, Lance relaxed–proof the confrontation hadn’t truly shaken

relationship was public, he suggested, “I heard the ‘Gathering Square‘ restaurant got a new Southeast Asian

Adelaide touched the wolf–head dagger

adrenaline rush had left

Lance got into the

nervously.

displays of affection,