A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 231

Chapter 231

Third Person’s POV

Priscilla gazed at the painting for a while, resting her chin on her hand, when suddenly she became anxious. Though she knew little about art, she understood these oil paintings were invaluable.

If she sent them to Madison as demanded, they’d likely never return.

Yet refusing might provoke who–knows–what schemes from Madison and her daughter.

Before long, a messenger arrived and said, “A message from Alpha Adelaide: if the ladies wish to continue viewing the paintings, they’re invited to the Frostfang Pack. She and Mr. Neil await them graciously.

“I’m in!”

Doug’s granddaughter Abigail blurted out without a second thought, decorum forgotten.

The chance to meet Mr. Neil–what did propriety matter?

Lycan Erasmus was also there, and many genuinely wished to meet Mr. Neil. They all agreed to go.

An omega asked Priscilla, “Shall I prepare the carriage?”

Priscilla was torn. As the host, she’d lost the focus of the event to the Frostfang Pack.

Now Lycan Erasmus and the Royal Council members were there. If she didn’t go, she’d seem petty.

“Prepare the carriage,” she gritted out.

in, she suddenly realized–had she walked into

banquet, yet the spotlight

turned the tide, which enraged

was no turning back. She had to go. If Adelaide dared to offend Lycan Erasmus and the officials, Priscilla would

her surprise, Adelaide greeted her personally at the Packhouse

Priscilla exited the carriage, Adelaide offered her arm, smiling warmly: “Watch your step.

for a cold reception but was caught

e help

herself of her seniority–it was only proper to be treated this way–and accepted the assistance, entering in her plum–red velvet gown

Erasmus, the Royal Council President, numerous government officials, and even her son

to greet Priscilla, including

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lifted–while she often mingled with nobility, interactions with political figures

and she promptly dismissed her earlier annoyance, returning their courtesies and taking her

before had she received such joint acclaim from

Adelaide, though she’d never admit it beyond a grudging

tea and retreated, Craig approached Adelaide and murmured, “Excessive flattery can be the surest way to

suppressed a laugh–who said Craig was oblivious to social

same pack eventually. She’s the

here, you’ll interact with them often. Today’s exhibition. paves the way for you. I

of gratitude and helplessness–did Craig really see her

the Shadow Peaks,

Bloodmoon Pack, she’d mastered capital–city

but concern for Cedric, that made

in the paintings, his gaze locked on each oil

qualified to critique

driven away. “Admire something else. I wish to savor these alone. So