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.

worth, but it was too late–she was

He used to think his love

of the constant arguing. They

frosted the

the door, his wolf ears caught the mint and wolfsbane stench–a sign

in a beast skin blanket with

border, her wolf soul often whimpered

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her wolf tail restlessly sweeping under the blanket and knocking over a Moon

statue.

colors and refused to leave

hat.

always combative, ready to argue with

se listless. She barely

omega beside her spoke up, “Alpha, you’re finally here.

beneath her veil, the wolfsbane–burned gashes mirroring the wounds in his heart. “Are

turned away,

neither had the energy to

for a long time, Ulrik finally spoke in a deep voice. “Valentin came to

instantly turned cold. The omega had

silver thread on her veil hissed through

pheromones exploded with sulfur. “What are you implying? Accusing me of causing

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

veil, a mocking smile tugged at her lips. “What else? I went to confront them, to demand why Adelaide didn’t save

do with her. The Western Tribe’s werewolves were all