Chapter 258

Chapter 258

Third Person’s POV

Their faces were so close, almost able to hear each other breathing.

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“You and I will be together forever,” he whispered, his mind now clear–just intoxicated by emotion.

The mark on Adelaide’s nape suddenly burned.

As she tilted her head back to drink, her wolf eyes reflected Lance’s enlarged pupils, the fine vertical lines quivering slightly with her swallowing motions.

Setting down the glass, they gazed into each other’s eyes.

“I was going to tell you something–”

Adelaide interrupted, “Let me ask– before you went to the southern border, did you ask my mother to mate with me?”

Her wolf claws subtly extended beneath her sleeves, yet retracted swiftly upon touching the calluses on his palm.

Lance’s pheromones intensified, the cedar scent mingled with a rust–like aroma from the war.

He was stunned. “You know about that?”

“Ivy just told me,” she replied.

She bit her red lip, then lifted her head, her lashes trembling like cicada wings, “So the special someone you mentioned before was already mated–the one you wanted was me?”

He nodded slightly, “It’s you, always has been, and only you.”

Everything clicked for Adelaide.

Alpha of the Frostfang Pack and the royal Lycan bloodline resonating under

command. Lycan Erasmus knew your feelings, hence the three–month order–if I couldn’t find

use is the army’s command compared to you? It would only breed jealousy and trouble. Even without his

was worried about how to propose. With his order, I believed you’d choose me over becoming the New Moon Priestess–he did me a

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heart, softer than cotton candy dusted with

“It doesn’t matter.

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her eyes, but her heart was filled with sweetness–achieving his goal, wasn’t that true for

this was the joy of mutual

dessert, a little of each kind. “You

eat. Ivy, worried I’d starve, had them prepare a

but Irene dragged me to chat with other packs‘ Alphas and drank

Adelaide took a bite of roasted broccoli. It was tender and

ate a few pieces, then forked

food he received from his lover

ate quietly, many

post–mating, and they hadn’t found the right way to express themselves yet. Better to speak less and

like a

filled with

with the battlefield warrior?

his gaze,

before her ceremony with Ulrik, but time had erased

about not being too forward for marks?

it about not seeming

dear, she’d forgotten

she recalled something. It was about finding a balance–not too eager,

took her

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