A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 294

Third Person’s POV

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Adelaide felt her moon mark flare with silver–blue sparks. Her cedar pheromones, icy and sharp, targeted Crispin. “Nothing! If you truly cared, why not visit her yourself?”

Her pupils slit like ice under candlelight, her Alpha aura from the Shadowfang Pack causing the crystal chandelier to tremble and shed dust.

Crispin’s wolf ears trembled in fear as he glanced at Germain for help–only to see his father’s indifferent, bristling gray fur and his dragon musk pheromones laced with suppressed decay.

“I… couldn’t get away from the academy,” Crispin stammered, embarrassed.

“Is that so?” Adelaide’s claws dug unconsciously into the armrest. “Was the entire Blue Abyss Pack too busy to send more than two omegas to care for her?”

Her aura made Liz’s hot cocoa bubble. “Without Doctor Digby’s help, how long could she live on wolf blood at the convalescent center?”

Liz’s pheromones swirled under her skirt. She stood up, brushing against Carla’s shoulder. Her mint pheromones carried anger. “I didn’t expect Luna Adelaide to meddle so much.”

The Moon Goddess totem on her earlobe suddenly dimmed, a sign of her guilt.

Adelaide’s gaze cut like a blade. “I never knew there were such unfilial daughters in this world.”

Liz, forcing her recently grown

bloodshot slits, her wolf tooth pendant burning hot. “How dare you slap such a grave accusation on me? Unless you’ve seen my unfilial

with my own eyes,” Adelaide’s claws shattered the sandalwood table beside her. “But I witnessed you all absent

moon mark blazed with silver light–a sign

staggered back.

eyes welled

unsure if they were

reddened,

lunged to his feet, his wolf claws shredding the armrest. His dragon musk and

so–called soothing pheromones reeked of lies. “She once wished to pray to the Moon Goddess daily for Airela’s

coat, her wolf claws piercing

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to shift the blame for ‘doting on the breeder and neglecting

sigil ignited–a mark

Germain’s face darkened. “Who are you to meddle in the Blue Abyss Pack’s affairs? She went

“Hmph!” Paisley sneered.

same end–dying alone, children nowhere to be found. Then

She demanded, “What pack do you hail from? Why such insolence? Cursing royal family members is treason.

“How formidable, Luna Maya!”

death isn’t? She was gravely ill, yet

“What mating dissolution certificate?”