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.

Why wouldn’t they first pay respects to Lycan Clarissa at the palace and instead

faint menace, “He visited the Blackthorn Pack first to send a message to Lycan Erasmus. It’s a declaration to the world that now, only Alpha Lance exists, not Lycan Erasmus. Even when Germain returns to the capital from his pack,

confront them. Go rest. I’ll

in Adelaide’s eyes. “Why avoid them? Christmas is the perfect time to deliver the news of

do this. If you’re upset, let it out

expected her to weep in his arms. Instead, she’d quietly rest

rainst

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

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her clothes before accompanying Lance to the packhouse

Paisley followed without hesitation.

council chamber, laughter and

blessed. Living in the Blackthorn Pack with Lance by your side must be enviable. None

a clever tongue. I like

have returned,” Susan

Lance, Adelaide, and Paisley arrived

the left of the door was a middle–aged man in a velvet suit. He was handsome, with a shy and introverted

in a wine–red satin gown embroidered with gold and silver patterns. In her early

a bun, secured by two pearl hairpins, and she exuded an air of grace

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

clothes were more exquisite than Crispin’s, yet their expressions were more