Chapter 241

Chapter 241

Third Person’s POV

Priscilla had to meet numerous guests daily at the Blackthorn Pack.

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As Lance’s mother, she was the center of attention, changing clothes five or six times a day, cach outfit matched with multiple sets of jewelry.

Previously, in the palace, no one paid attention to her attire.

Now it was different–over the past two days, she’d hosted countless guests, many of whom she hadn’t. recognized.

Seeing the guests‘ humility before her, Priscilla’s vanity was thoroughly satisfied.

Adelaide wasn’t yet the Blackthorn Pack’s Luna.

Priscilla planned to throw more parties and flex her authority once Adelaide officially became the Luna.

If Madison could entertain guests, so could she.

After the mating ceremony, Priscilla intended to visit the jewelry store to investigate its performance.

poor

business

Madison and Wanda hadn’t arrived yet, likely planning to come tomorrow for the ceremony.

Having changed several times, Priscilla concluded her day’s showing off and strolled through the yard of the future villa shared by Lance and Adelaide.

with plum blossoms, which Priscilla didn’t particularly

suggested replacing them with roses, but/Lance insisted on keeping

transplants, the plum

was far from pleased

complex connected two large courtyards, each with a main

rooms were built on the

omega

caretakers.

sharing a yard with the Alpha and Luna was preposterous

way before.

special treatment for Adelaide made Priscilla wonder if Lance had forgotten his past

said he’d never take a mate. Now

Priscilla felt conflicted.

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war, he always refused

so firm about it. Priscilla even thought he’d

his triumphant return, he announced his plan

bond, at least

Adelaide and Ulrik never finished the full marking. That was why she reluctantly

entered the east villa, where the foyer displayed a silver–gray

frame.

in ivory satin dust covers, cach adorned with champagne–colored satin bows- even the Baroque–styled metal partition bore a garland of white roses and silver

Priscilla muttered, “so many ribbons. Did I raise a

bathed in

four–poster bed boasted ivory

though unoccupied, was climate–controlled and filled

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