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?

were

oil paintings. They said they knew you were hosting a banquet and specially brought these paintings for you and the ladies to appreciate. ‘If

excitedly, “Really?

guards carried in new

The atmosphere ignited.

from powerful packs and spouses of royal

rarefied social activity, and this chance excited

finally shine, but discerning guests knew Adelaide, though uninvited, stole the

generosity–sending gifts despite being

two plum–themed works and a

their

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neck

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

incredibly lifelike, almost as if one could witness firsthand how the werewolf soldiers stood

had wolf soldiers, was deeply moved. “Peace comes at the cost of their blood. Both soldiers and wolf generals risk their lives. Alpha

all that Adelaide was Alpha Bentley’s battle-

filled with respect, regretted their

sneered, “Danger accompanies privilege. Their

retorted, “Would you accept such status if it

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