A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 233

Chapter 233

Third Person’s POV

Skye sat there stiffly, her fir pheromones crystallizing into frost in the air. She remained silent throughout

the event.

Yet, deep down, she was filled with anxiety. Being at the Frostfang Pack headquarters inevitably reminded her of Airella’s past kindness toward her.

The silver–wolf–pack totem mark on the back of her neck suddenly itched–it was the Moon Goddess’s blessing that Airella had branded her with years ago. Now, it burned like wolfsbane.

After Airella’s death, Skye had treated Adelaide so poorly.

When Adelaide arrived with Cedric, Skye’s wolf ears flattened sharply.

The silver cedar pheromones released by Adelaide carried the Alpha’s inherent aura, causing the unhealed temporary mark on Skye’s.neck to break out in tiny red rashes.

Though Adelaide’s gaze was gentle, it was indifferent, as if she no longer considered Skye family.

“She’s looking over here,” Luna Skye’s wolf tail curled into a ball under her skirt, her fir pheromones turning chaotic.

“Back when Ulrik and Velda were so favored by the royal family, the Silverlight Pack’s pheromones were as weak as a pup’s whimper. What could I do?”

She wasn’t unwilling to help Adelaide. It was just that the Silverlight Pack had always been insignificant, and she was powerless.

Besides, she wasn’t the only one who hadn’t helped.

gifts she sent to Melinda being returned, she still

ceremony, she, a rejected she–wolf, brought gifts and was met with hostility, as if she

predicted that Adelaide would

apologize,” Skye bit her

she still

concluded, Lycan Erasmus and the Royal Council

also bid farewell. After today, the Frostfang Pack’s status

Lycan Erasmus had personally attended, showing great

Skye left, she felt a twinge

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but

Howell wasn’t present, she, as a she wolf, couldn’t very well compete with the

receiving a painting was one thing; Adelaide should have gifted

Adelaide only nodded and

a

accompanied her as they descended the stone

empty–handed and asked, “Luna Skye, why didn’t Adelaide give you a painting?

sour. The temporary mark on her

dug into her

Voss realized her mistake

the carriage, Skye’s wolf claws bit into her palm. She

banquet with Melinda and then come to

were there, Adelaide would surely have gifted her

ears drooped under her veil, her pheromones carrying a whine like a pup’s. “Her Moon Goddess. necklace could blind these jackals…” As the carriage

reduced to a laughingstock, Mrs. Voss had merely voiced the doubts others

unfit aunt, for not

they