A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 178

Adelaide’s POV

I rested at motels along the way, but barely ate or drank, fearing bathroom breaks would delay me.

My wolf’s constant growls in my mind urged me to hurry, its restlessness fraying my already taut nerves.

“Hold on a little longer,” I mentally pleaded. “If Cedric is alive, I need to keep some composure as his aunt.”

But my wolf clawed at my consciousness, its silver fur crackling with silver–blue lightning. “Can dignity bring back a pup’s life?”

In five days, I grew visibly thinner.

Following Tommy’s address, I found No. 13 Pear Street, the residence of the Beech Pack, the largest in Redwood City, where Lance was staying with the child.

Standing outside, my lips chapped and throat raw, I felt something lodged between my throat and chest.

The house sat in a fairly wide alley, guarded by a uniformed wolf–a borrow from Lance, no doubt.

“Miss Davidson?” The wolf’s ears trembled with nervousness, his claws scraping his uniform.

I tasted iron in my throat–from biting my tongue while traveling.

I nodded, unable to speak.

The guard knocked and announced, “Alpha Lance, Miss Davidson is here.”

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releasing Lance’s cedar pheromones mingled with

a dark shirt, he looked haggard, with dark circles under

relief but quickly frowned. “Why are

noncommittal sound, my throat

guard, “Take the horse to be

for the reins, but I instinctively

hand with his and said gently, “Come in. Whether it’s him

and pulled out the sling

child…” Lance sighed, “He’s strong

me inside, locking

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to escape several times. Though his leg’s injured, he’s surprisingly nimble and always desperate to cause trouble. I didn’t want to hurt him, so I had to lock him up

wavered. My feet felt like they were on cotton

does, but I’m not certain,” Lance

I left for the Southern Border, and he always took

I followed him to

things day and night, sometimes even headbutting. The pack’s doctor said he was fed a addictive wolfsbane. Withdrawal makes

Lance looked

was locked with a chain and padlock, the windows

out the key and unlocked the door. As the lock clicked open, Lance suddenly

small figure lunged

but he still fought back wildly, shaking his head and biting at Lance, making low

face, just his constant

an onlooker, I held up the slingshot and called

to prove this was fake, so my “Cedric” had a whimper but no

to