A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Third Person’s POV

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The design of Adelaide and Lance’s future villa blended intelligence and wilderness—outside the master bedroom was a bath fed by geothermal hot springs. Hot water gurgled through stone channels into an indoor pool, keeping it warm even in the coldest seasons, and it was especially abundant tonight.

The stylist removed Adelaide’s makeup, and even without it, her beauty was striking.

She changed into a purple–red silk nightdress with butterfly embroidery, a plum blossom pattern at the waist, and a matching lightweight robe.

After removing her veil, she tied her hair into a high ponytail with a purple ribbon, looking both charming and radiant.

For the mating ceremony, she had prepared many new clothes.

With gifts from the Blackthorn Pack, her closet was filled with Italian silk and French satin.

Clothes were categorized by season, with over ten shades of red alone, and embroidery as fine as haute

couture.

Fur coats hung in a temperature–controlled closet, five of them in silver fox and purple mink.

Looking at these gifts, Adelaide felt she had enough fabric for a lifetime.

The nightdress she wore was made of deep purple Italian silk with 3D butterfly embroidery, and a matching robe that shimmered like pearls under the light.

Though it was loungewear, the tailoring was exquisite, highlighting her porcelain skin and the beauty mark above her eyebrow.

but the room’s constant temperature kept her

bath, Adelaide’s stuffy nose from crying cleared up, and she

that Lance had drunk too much and would return to

earlier than

had never seen a mating ceremony last this long

dishes to be

dishes were pre–prepared and re–cooked before

except the champagne

something, “Ivy, are there more

Pack’s deliberate humiliation during her mating with Ulrik, with

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making her feel embarrassed.

comforted her. “It was Ulrik’s brother who hired those

spoke, Tommy helped Lance to

him. Lance nearly leaned half his weight on her,

cigars, having clearly drunk

Training Camp members, drinking champagne from the Ancient Moon Pack. After resting

worriedly asked Tommy,

water,” Tommy whispered, “He just mumbled, ‘Is the scarf still there? Must

token Ivy had mentioned, and

and hurried back to prepare

covered with thick furs. Just as she settled him, Beata rushed in, sounding urgent, “He was plied with champagne by Irene and Craig. Tommy said he

golden eyes, her pheromones

Wasn’t that just bullying?

they could drink him to the point