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Chapter 175

Third Person’s POV

Wanda had expected that after a few days at Madison’s estate, Winslow would come to fetch her.

But not only did Winslow not show up, but no one from the Glenveil Pack did either.

Instead, she heard that Rowena had personally apologized to Adelaide at Frostfang’s residence.

Bitterness welled up in Wanda’s heart- it seemed as long as Rowena was alive, she would never wield power in the Glenveil Pack, let alone attain any status.

But her repeated malicious thoughts came to naught–Rowena’s meals and daily routines were closely monitored.

As Winslow’s mate, Wanda, leaning on her royal heritage, never took the initiative to greet Rowena and had no chance to get close to her.

Both mother and daughter, each burdened by their own troubles, temporarily left Adelaide in peace.

By mid–August, Lance still hadn’t returned.

A month had passed since he left, and Adelaide began to worry.

Initially, he had said he would just file a report and return. The journey from here to the Shadow Peaks was but two or three days by car. Even with a stay, ten days should have sufficed for a round trip.

Could something have happened at the Shadow Peaks?

stories from the Shadow

friends at the training camp clamoring to

Adelaide felt somewhat reassured.

must have approved of her mate bond with Lance, spreading the news throughout the

made no mention of whether Lance remained at the

sent someone to inquire at the Blackthorn Pack. They found them busy preparing for the mating ceremony and arranging accommodations

to the mentor at the Shadow Peaks. Whether Lance was still there or not, the messenger would

delayed by

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the Full Moon Festival arrived. The Frostfang Pack’s Packhouse was adorned with statues of the Moon Goddess, finally donning a

had some sent to Melinda

for Luna Skye, Adelaide made

be reciprocal. She would respond in

question. Without Clarissa’s orders, she couldn’t enter freely, let alone with external food that required security checks for royal

packs hosting rituals for the Moon

on a brave face but couldn’t hide the sorrow

eyes.

her distress, teasingly suggested in Adelaide’s car, “I heard there’s a

up

and said, “Tonight, you all go out and enjoy yourselves.

guilt toward Beata–born into the wolf pack, Beata had grown up with her, trained at the Shadow Peaks, joined the Bloodmoon

mischievous, Beata had become unusually reserved

affairs and trained the omegas under her charge with a poise beyond her eighteen

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