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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door opened, releasing Lance’s cedar pheromones mingled with

in a dark shirt, he looked haggard, with

small sigh of relief but quickly

throat tight as I scanned the

“Take the horse

you wish!” The guard reached for the reins, but I instinctively tightened

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

and pulled out the sling

Lance sighed, “He’s strong and has a fiery

me inside, locking

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him blankly, he gave a wry smile and said, “He’s tried to escape several times. Though his leg’s injured, he’s surprisingly nimble and always desperate to cause trouble. I didn’t want

he resemble him?” My voice wavered. My feet felt like they were on cotton as

I’m not

I left for the Southern Border, and he always took after

him to a door where sounds of smashing

things day and night, sometimes even headbutting. The pack’s

Lance

chain and padlock, the

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

small figure lunged

he still fought back wildly,

see the boy’s face, just

held up the slingshot and called out

prove this was fake, so my “Cedric” had

wanted to see