A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Adelaide’s POV

I went to bed late, so I was surprised when Beata came to report early in the morning.

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She said Velda was causing a commotion outside the pack’s borders, demanding to see me. They couldn’t drive her away, so they had no choice but to wake me.

I sat up in bed, groggy and dazed for a moment–she had actually come.

I became more alert. I communicated with my wolf and had it enhance my hearing. Sure enough, the distant noise from the pack’s borders was intense–it was Velda’s voice.

The back of my neck suddenly felt hot, and cedar pheromones escaped my control.

Velda’s pine needle scent mixed with wolfsbane lingered like an ice pick piercing the Frostfang Pack’s barrier.

Cedric made a weak whimpering sound in the next room. His silver–blue pupils narrowed into slits through the door crack, accompanied by loud shouting.

I worried that if Velda kept this up, Cedric would be upset.

Though he was much better, he was still frightened by fierce noises.

My first instinct was to grab my silver spear and drive Velda out.

But the Frostfang Pack is surrounded by powerful packs. Regardless of Velda’s antics, as the current Alpha, I must maintain dignity.

wanted now that

stopped by my hand on her shoulder. “Bring her to

strong wolf guards in the Frostfang Pack. They could

guards were defeated by her, it would

I’ll go bring her in,” Beata said, turning to leave. She told Jasmine to help me change and muttered

coldly. Velda’s purple–red satin skirt brushed the floor. Under her black crane cloak, her partially shifted wrist revealed an

was still in my semi–old uniform but had thrown on a fox–fur

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getting cold. It looked like

Cedric could have

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sky was very gloomy, the wind was biting, but it was nothing compared to

there pierced to the

hall, I saw

skirt brushed the floor. Under her black crane cloak, her partially shifted wrist

on her ears, carved with blood–moon totems, emitted a sulfurous pheromone

an air of nobility, but her eyes were cold,

or greet me. Her cold

sat down

Ulrik is planning to mate with that she–wolf from Ironclaw Pack whose mate

scraping over stone, her

pheromones turned sharp, and my wolf sneered inwardly. “Does she think

my silver spear, still carrying the blood rust from the southern border