A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Third Person’s POV

Rowena’s words sent Priscilla’s fir pheromones surging. She was proud yet tinged with guilt.

She’d snubbed Adelaide on purpose, but Adelaide didn’t seem to mind, even sending her a fine oil painting.

This made Priscilla see Adelaide as tactful and magnanimous.

In contrast, she felt petty.

Spotting envy in the Full Moon Priestesses‘ eyes, she warmed to Adelaide–just a little.

Madison and her daughter glanced at the painting, also stunned. But since it wasn’t theirs, they had to nitpick.

Madison, disregarding decorum time and again, shed her usual pretense of refinement.

Her rose pheromones, laced with acidity, flared as she stood before the oil painting. Her vertically slit pupils narrowed to a thin line, and her wolf claws subconsciously scratched the gilded frame. She said, “Craig excels at plum blossoms. If he truly wanted to impress you, he’d gift a plum–themed painting. This snowy scene is just an afterthought,” she remarked.

She released royal musk pheromones, but Priscilla’s fir scent shot back, “I don’t care for flowers.”

Madison’s words fell on deaf ears–like a punch into a cushion. What did this woman know?

blossom paintings were

a wolf pack guard hurried in and reported, “The Frostfang Pack has sent several oil paintings. They said they knew you were hosting a banquet and

said excitedly,

guards carried

The atmosphere ignited.

powerful packs and

a rarefied social

she’d finally shine, but discerning guests knew Adelaide, though uninvited,

generosity–sending gifts despite being

plum–themed

gate, their armor coated in wolfsbane frost. The battlefield

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wolves‘ neck

knee–deep snow, chapped–lipped and wind–tousled, gripping spears

scene in the painting was incredibly lifelike, almost as if one could witness firsthand how the

pack had wolf soldiers, was deeply moved. “Peace comes at the cost of their blood. Both

Alpha Bentley, not Adelaide, reminding all that Adelaide was Alpha Bentley’s

now filled with respect, regretted their prior

sneered, “Danger accompanies privilege. Their front–line risks bought them

such status if it

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