Chapter 302

Chapter 302

Third Person’s POV

Lance’s heart ached.

She smiled when happy, but hid her tears when sad, showing him only a calm facade.

Adelaide had never declared her love. The only time she mentioned it to Cedric, it sounded like a child’s lullaby.

Yet he chose to believe it, clinging to it for comfort.

Lance harbored some resentment toward Erasmus.

Returning from the southern border, he’d hoped to court Adelaide properly before proposing. But Erasmus’s words turned his plans into a rushed wedding.

Fortunately, Adelaide knew his proposal had been sincere.

Adelaide slept fitfully until dawn.

With Priscilla staying at the palace, she wasn’t expected to pay morning calls.

But soon, New Year fireworks woke her.

After staring at the ceiling for a while, she got up and dressed.

Beata entered to help with her hair, mentioning, “Alpha Lance left early for the packhouse to receive military officials.”

“Did their mates come too?” Adelaide asked.

As the Blackthorn Pack’s Luna, she needed to entertain guests‘ mates.

“No mates. They’re all military personnel,” Beata replied.

“Is Paisley up yet?”

some blush on. I don’t

want to see them, just decline,” Paisley

late? Only Alpha Lance would

the blush box at

it with her toe, kicked it back, and said, “So rude

box and handed it to Beata with

Paisley pouted, “Beata, leave us for

1/3

laughed. “Just say it, Paisley. No need to

She left, chuckling.

sat beside Adelaide, examining her own reflection. She knew she couldn’t match Adelaide’s beauty and

my cousin Mona agreed to it. She begged outside his door

know what Germain’s

course. Wendy told her everything,” Paisley

why agree?” Adelaide picked

Paisley despised foolishness.

ambitious,

Wendy herself,” she

accessory.

a fool clinging to men for

is a prominent southern clan, centuries–old and ever prosperous. Why should your she–wolves attach themselves to other powerful packs?

her stupid,” Paisley said, fastening Adelaide’s pink

Stephens family for more than just wealth. He left the capital this morning. Who knows what kind of funeral

we surveilling him?”

Paisley pinched Adelaide’s

If I had descendants, I’d want them to laugh

even

hard to find, but two–legged men aren’t,”

anyone.

desire to mate with

but royal affairs were

deemed

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