A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 242

Third Person’s POV

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“Susan,” Priscilla suddenly stopped and asked, “Do you think it’s possible that Alpha Lance truly favors Adelaide?”

She’d long harbored suspicions, especially given the ceremony’s grandeur–hardly the casual affair he’d described.

He talked like it was all just talk. But every process was handled with top–notch care. The villa was being decked out in pure luxury.

“If it’s true, that’s wonderful,” Susan replied. “At least Alpha Lance has found someone he loves.”

Priscilla shook her head, her brows creasing with worry. “No, that complicates things. If she’s the one he loves, he’d shield her in everything. How am I to assert my authority then?”

Susan placated her, “We’re just speculating. Don’t overthink it. If Adelaide were his true love, how could he have stood by and watched her mate with Ulrik?”

Priscilla saw her point.

Lance was far away on the battlefield back then. Even if he’d wanted to prevent Adelaide and Ulrik’s mating bond, it was impossible.

The distance between the front and the capital was vast. Even if Adelaide had given birth, Lance might not have known in time.

Moreover, focused on winning the war and believing Airella had consented to his and Adelaide’s mating bond, he was determined to return victorious.

Unaware of these details, Priscilla still viewed Adelaide as a blemish on her plans.

son’s impending marriage and dissatisfaction with his choice

Packs were busy preparing for the next

such ceremony, yet his feelings were entirely different from the

mated with Adelaide, he was overjoyed, considering her a moonstone–like

wedding

but he ultimately

Velda was different. He believed he’d

suggestion to withhold half of Adelaide’s assets made him

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optimism for the future.

mating with Gloria was arranged

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was more beautiful than

for Gloria. Her

Bloodmoon Pack’s resources. Even the million dollars from Lycan Erasmus were spent, and he

wealthy, and with Gloria’s brother Tad as the Royal Army commander, the

the same day as Lance and Adelaide’s was a headache. Guests trying to please both sides would have

to Tad’s influence, not Ulrik’s standing,

caused a scene on the ceremony day, it would

open the door, Ulrik’s cedar pheromones swirled

mint pheromones tinged with the coppery stench of blood. It mirrored the night he’d told Adelaide he’d mate with someone else—except now, the

cedar pheromones carried an