A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 293

Chapter 293

Third Person’s POV

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As they neared the capital, Adelaide murmured, “Sidney told me Madison and Germain are in cahoots. Germain’s been recruiting many werewolf warriors in Fairfax County, funded by Madison and Maya.

“Never expected that,” Lance frowned.

Who would have thought that someone who seemed incompetent and couldn’t manage his own household would harbor such grand ambitions?

By the time they returned to the capital, it was already on Christmas‘ Eve.

The streets were brimming with festive cheer, every household adorned with decorations and fireworks, celebrating the holiday season.

Yet Sidney had passed away quietly, her death causing not a ripple in the Blue Abyss Pack.

For the Germain family had arrived in the capital, and Germain was likely still unaware.

Upon returning to the Blackthorn Pack, Adelaide learned the Germain family was visiting and Priscilla was receiving them in the parlor.

Paisley, upon hearing this, her crimson emblem beneath her leather coat blazed furiously, her wolf claws piercing through her gloves and searing five smoking trenches into the door. “I’ll flay his wolf sinews for a whipcord.”

“Calm down, Paisley,” Adelaide said gently.

wouldn’t they first pay

to the world that now, only Alpha Lance exists, not Lycan Erasmus. Even when Germain returns

said, “Adelaide, don’t confront them. Go rest. I’ll see

is the perfect time to deliver the news

arm, his eyes filled with concern. “Don’t do this. If you’re upset, let it out in

in his arms. Instead, she’d quietly rest

rainst

and Madison’s collusions, she remained unnervingly composed. Adelaide shook

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gash on

couldn’t case her

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didn’t even change her clothes before accompanying Lance to the packhouse council

Paisley followed without hesitation.

council chamber, laughter and chatter filled the

side must be enviable. None of the royal priests in the palace can compare to your fortune,” a

way with words–what a

Adelaide have returned,” Susan alerted

spoke, Lance, Adelaide, and Paisley arrived at

man in a velvet suit.

embroidered with

into a bun, secured by two pearl hairpins, and she exuded an

right sat Crispin. He strongly resembled Germain but was slender and sat upright, radiating

fifteen to seventeen. Their clothes were more exquisite than Crispin’s, yet their expressions were