A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 157

Third Person’s POV

Velda stood by the bedside, the healing mark on the back of her neck swollen and red. Her mint pheromones were tinged with sour anxiety.

She straightened the Bloodmoon medal on her cloak and said, “She kept muttering ‘wrong. No one knows what she’s talking about.”

Sabrina cried and said, “Why else? It’s because of Adelaide! She went to Madison’s birthday party too. She cursed at Madison and her mom, calling them ‘glands maggots“!”

On hearing this, both Ulrik and Velda were shocked and turned to Sabrina.

Unconsciously, Ulrik’s wolf claws scratched the door frame, making a harsh noise.

He whispered in disbelief, “What did you say? She’s going to form a mate bond with Alpha Lance?”

Tamara quickly interrupted, “Stop talking nonsense! Madison was the one who used Rosemary to make rude remarks about Adelaide to cover up her own scandals. That’s what made Rosemary ill.”

Ulrik was overwhelmed with bitterness, sorrow, and endless regret.

He forced a bitter smile, wanting to speak but feeling something choking his throat, leaving him speechless.

His gaze fell on the faint moon–mark on his mother’s neck, a mark left by his father in his youth, now faded to a pale trace.

He suddenly remembered how Adelaide had spent the whole night by his mother’s bedside, using silvermoon herb juice to wipe his mother’s glands.

“Ulrik, wrong, wrong…” Rosemary muttered on the bed, her nails piercing his skin, “Wrong, it’s really wrong…”

said coldly, “What’s wrong? Regret

Adelaide? A she–wolf who’s already formed a bond, and yet she’s going to be the Luna of

up! Her illness has nothing to do with this. Stop your baseless

retort but was intimidated by Tamara’s unusually cold stare and swallowed her words, instead

Tamara had had enough.

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was all thanks to Alpha Ulrik’s achievements and the one

for several days, Ulrik finally returned,

Pack nothing and didn’t deserve the constant

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lacked management skills, her destructive potential

position to Ulrik yet. If their discord

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delirium was bad enough, but Sabrina’s meddling

was provoked by

to icy mint, and the wolf hair on

Chance, and you regret it, don’t you? You were wrong! You shouldn’t have formed a bond with me. I shouldn’t have

Ulrik remained silent.

wolf claws. As wood splintered, she noticed a flicker of doubt in Ulrik’s

glands, “So you do regret it! You regret abandoning that she–wolf who could

filled Ulrik. He snapped, “What are you saying?

like a wolf’s howl, “You know

soon as he returned, his impatient tone ignited her suppressed grievances. “You don’t disdain

night, family conflicts