A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 310

Chapter 310

Third Person’s POV

Paisley’s wolf claws suddenly elongated by three inches. The hard keratin layer pierced through her silk gloves, emitting an cerie blue glow.

“What are you doing…”

Willow instinctively backed away but was seized by Paisley’s iron–like wolf claws on her shoulders.

Paisley’s vertical pupils abruptly contracted into blood–moon–like slits. A low growl rumbled in her throat, and her aura crushed down.

Willow’s legs buckled, and she fell to her knees. Fear pheromones from her nape mixed with cheap perfume, creating a pungent, sour stench.

“Remember this—I am Paisley of the Crimson Flame Pack and the Stephens family,” Paisley said, her wolf claws tightening.

The aura of her dominance cascaded over Willow like a tidal wave, unrelenting in its crushing force. “Every time I hear you slander Luna Adelaide–every single time–I’ll make you kneel again,” Paisley growled low in her throat. Her voice carried the weight of her threat, resounding within the hall. Willow trembled, her body trembling under the weight of Paisley’s domineering presence.

The ladies of the Soulrend Pack turned pale with embarrassment and fury. Their pheromones, laced with shame and indignation, filled the room.

This day had brought nothing but disgrace, and they were doubly angered–both by Willow’s insolence and by an outsider’s interference in their pack’s internal affairs.

Melinda’s cedar pheromones suddenly wavered, Her once bright eyes welled with

Clinging to Chloe’s sleeve, she whispered, “Luna Chloe, she… Willow has gone too far.”

table. The gentle clink echoed crisply in the

on each person present. In a calm, measured tone, she said, “Melinda,

glow on her collarbone, she asked, “Would

pheromones now tinged with noticeable relief. She recognized Adelaide’s intent. “Luna Adelaide, please feel free. Melinda, see to our guests,”

rose and guided Adelaide outside. Just then, they caught sight of

Willow’s former

cheeks, the skin

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shoved Willow away with

chin still defiantly raised as she addressed Melinda. “Your guest is quite the savage. But I must thank her–Dwight will only dote

her abdomen and,

face drained of color, and tears

hall of the villa where she stayed and gently dabbed at her tears with

sighed, “How can she lord over you like this? You’re Dwight’s

good is my status as his mate? Dwight doesn’t need to rely on my parents. Besides, even they can’t help advance his career. They’re already stretched

the royalty, he wielded no actual power. Nor was he adept at managing pack affairs. With limited savings, his family relied

sustenance and provisions. He and Luna Skye were simply unable to offer Melinda any real

she always

served me coffee, she deliberately spilled it on my shoes. I said a few words in complaint, and Dwight berated me,” Melinda

his child, and he chooses a nightclub call girl as his breeder. Have

about with the Soulrend Pack? If it

I’m not as beautiful as Willow, but I’m from a royal family. How could he treat me so indifferently? – Ever since Willow joined the pack, he’s refused to come near me. Even

he just sends someone

Adelaide asked, dabbing