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…”

coldly, “What’s wrong? Regret

tears and said indignantly, “Who is Adelaide? A she–wolf who’s already formed a bond, and yet she’s going to be the Luna of the Blackthorn Pack! And Alpha Lance, of all she- wolves, why does he have to choose someone rejected by our Bloodmoon Pack? How could

Her illness has nothing to

wanted to retort but was intimidated by

Tamara had had enough.

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to Alpha Ulrik’s achievements and the one million

for several days, Ulrik finally returned, only to bring up Adelaide

Bloodmoon Pack nothing and

would only create a rift between Ulrik and Velda,

management skills, her destructive potential was

to Ulrik yet. If their discord became public,

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enough, but Sabrina’s

was

mint in Velda’s pheromones sharpened to icy mint, and the wolf hair on the back of her neck

don’t you? You were wrong! You shouldn’t have formed a

Ulrik remained silent.

the bedside table with her wolf claws. As wood splintered, she noticed a flicker of

knife, stabbing her glands, “So you do regret it! You

He snapped, “What are you saying? Who said

wolf’s howl, “You know it’s not like

her suppressed grievances. “You don’t disdain

at night,