Chapter 165

Chapter 165

Third Person’s POV

Madison’s confrontational tone sent the conference room into a brief silence.

Her pheromones, reeking of wolfsbane, disrupted the musk–filled air.

In Lycan Erasmus’s mind, his wolf growled, “How dare she.”

Madison’s wolf claws dug into the sofa armrest–she hadn’t anticipated the Lycan King’s overwhelming

aura.

All lower–ranking wolves in the hall dropped to one knee, their throats emitting involuntary whimpers. Even Priscilla’s musk pheromones were suppressed into thin lines.

Soon, Lycan Erasmus’s anger subsided, and the room returned to normal.

“Why would you accuse her without evidence? You claim she insulted you but can’t specify what was said. You refuse to confront her directly. How am I to judge her guilty?” Lycan Erasmus asked.

Madison snapped, “Trespassing on my estate and insulting a princess is disrespect enough!”

Lycan Erasmus smiled enigmatically. “Are you certain you want me to rule this way?”

course…” Madison trailed

from the birthday party had just come to light. If she

would effectively admit to gifting the statue, sparking

the Royal Elder Council and Alpha Bentley’s former

finally understood why Adelaide had dared to break into

secret

could deny it. But if she punished Adelaide for

shift from anger to embarrassment to pallor, Priscilla felt

had

grasp all the implications, Madison’s sudden

but for now relished

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stemmed not just from Lance’s support but

wonder she was

sighed, massaging his forehead. “It seems the rumors are

“I could slap her! Her arrogance, malice, and selfishness

have been,” Lycan Erasmus

never uttered a word of grievance to me. I could have stood

hope she rests in peace,” Lycan

recalled Velda’s role in the Frostfang Pack Alpha family’s massacre–a truth that

the truth could never

The Western Tribe wouldn’t mention

Fabian was right–Alpha Bentley’s family had

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