A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 183

Third Person’s POV

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Finally, at the inn that night, after Lance helped Adelaide down from the carriage, Cedric mustered the courage to climb down.

He stood trembling between them, spreading his arms to shield Adelaide, glaring at Lance with hostility.

He was terrified, his thin legs shaking, lips quivering, and emitting low growls as if to ward off something.

Lance and Adelaide exchanged a puzzled glance.

Had their efforts backfired?

“Ah!” Adelaide slapped her forehead, realizing the issue.

Cedric didn’t know she’d dissolved her mating bond with Ulrik and was now to be Lance’s mate.

That night, Adelaide and Cedric sat close and talked at length.

Adelaide knew she couldn’t treat him like a child anymore.

After two years of wandering and begging, he was mature enough to understand complex matters.

Moreover, he’d learned of the Frostfang Pack’s massacre through rumors, but not the full details.

At seven, it was time he knew the truth.

didn’t know you’d escaped, so

legacy of our grandfathers, uncles,

She grasped Cedric’s shoulders, looking into his tearful eyes. “I’ve dissolved my mating bond with Ulrik. We’re no longer mates, just

fiercely, eyes wide

details later. What you need to know is that Lance will be my future mate. Our

I chose him. It starts with the

revealed a third of the truth: the Western Tribe wolves were

Bloodscar Border’s secrets, which he wasn’t

she fabricated the final third: claiming she and Lance had fallen for each other on

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as if describing a hero, “He’s a hero like your grandfather and father–fighting enemies and defending our land. He’s incredible, achieving what our grandfather did. He truly reclaimed the Southern Border. He’s a hero. And he helped find

cedar pheromones surged

lips, her wolf let out an excited, almost puppy–like howl

before her eyes, her

to deceive Cedric, to reassure him that she’d find

she might harbor genuine, albeit undefined, feelings for Lance- something she’d never felt for

against her ribs, and her glands released a sudden

the instinctive reaction of a werewolf encountering a potential mate—the same way Airella’s moonmark would

wolf nuzzled her spine,

pointed outside then at Adelaide, asking

cheeks flushed. Since she’d fabricated the story, she committed fully, whispering, “He

teary–eyed, began