A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 190

Chapter 190

Third Person’s POV

Adelaide held Cedric’s small hand as they slowly walked out of the Frostfang Pack.

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Cedric’s leg injury made it hard for him to walk fast. Rushing would cause him to limp and risk falling.

Valentine turned away, tears streaming down his face. He’d endured leg–breaking pain himself—his leg, crushed by a giant bear years ago, still caused him discomfort. Compared to Cedric, though, he was fortunate.

At the royal conference room, Lycan Erasmus and Clarissa waited.

Erasmus’s icy pheromones filled the air. As Cedric stepped inside, the scar on the back of his neck glowed -a reaction to the Lycan King’s aura.

Every step he took was cautious, as if fearing to disrupt the fragile peace.

His silver–blue eyes betrayed his fear, an instinctive response to Erasmus’s power. Yet he strove to maintai his dignity.

Clarissa wiped away tears and beckoned Cedric over, her rose–scented pheromones soothing.

Cedric limped toward her, his leg aching from the journey.

Seeing his pain, Clarissa’s tears fell again.

his cheek. “Oh, you’re so thin. It breaks my heart,” she said. Cedric shook his head and waved his hand, as if to comfort her, signaling he hadn’t suffered too

felt a pang of sympathy. He inhaled deeply and released a faint

tension.

a calming effect among werewolves,

tension.

very brave. Remember, a werewolf’s glory lies not in a perfect body, but in a resilient

gave him gifts, his gaze shifting to Adelaide with a mix

well. He can grow up to be as upright and strong

thank you, Lycan Erasmus,”

was a bit

with concern, “You’ve lost weight. Take care of

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avoided his gaze and

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me the Thunder Wolf Pack doesn’t believe this. Have you been

I’ll take him

“Mallory should at least send someone to

they’re skeptical. They saw the body and think I found a look–alike

“It’s understandable. After the Frostfang tragedy, the Thunder Wolf Pack’s old Alpha passed away, and their old Luna has been bedridden and critically ill. They can’t handle any more shocks. If

hand, memories of Airella flooding back,

her tears thinking

Adelaide’s fingers brushed the faint scars on Cedric’s neck–old bites