A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 221

Chapter 221

Third Person’s POV

45 Free Colos

As Rosmary thought more, she became more convinced. “Velda must have threatened Adelaide. Otherwise, with Adelaide’s wealth, why would she bother to send someone to collect fifty thousand? She wouldn’t care about fifty thousand, or even five hundred thousand.”

Ulrik snapped back to reality. “Don’t worry. Velda can’t threaten Adelaide,” he said.

Rosmary fretted, “Even if she can’t threaten Adelaide, what if she purposely says something to upset her and badmouths you to the Ironclaw Pack? That could ruin everything.”

Ulrik shook his head, but inside, he was bitterly amused. He thought, “If Adelaide did intervene, it would mean she still had feelings for him.”

He even hoped she would.

Then he jolted himself back to reality. What was he thinking?

Adelaide and Lance’s wedding was set. Even if she still had feelings for him, they were likely filled with

resentment.

After the messy dissolution of their mating bond, how could she not hate him?

But what if she did still care…

Ulrik’s thoughts swirled, his heart pounding.

He’d always refused to admit his regret, but he knew deep down he was very regretful. He’d once gone to great lengths to court Adelaide, only to discard her like a worn–out cloth.

but it was too late–she was about to become someone

he, it seemed, was getting his comeuppance, marrying someone who’d lost their mate before. He used to think his love for Velda was steadfast. Now he

eventually went to see Velda. He was tired of the constant arguing. They needed

the hallway as

open the door, his wolf ears caught the mint and

a beast skin blanket with blood–moon totems. Silver–blue blood seeped from

border, her wolf soul often whimpered like

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under the blanket and knocking over a

statue.

veils in various colors and refused

hat.

combative, ready to

she se listless. She barely glanced at him before

you’re finally here. She’s been sick

the wolfsbane–burned gashes mirroring

turned away,

had the energy to

time, Ulrik finally spoke in a deep

instantly turned cold. The

around abruptly. The silver thread on her veil hissed through

bloodlines beneath the shadow, and her mint pheromones exploded with sulfur.

the Frostfang Pack?” Ulrik’s wolf claws burst from his sleeves, his knuckles

to confront them, to demand why Adelaide didn’t save me

already explained? It had nothing to do with her. The Western Tribe’s werewolves were all massed on the mountain.