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.”

coffee cup on the table. The gentle clink echoed crisply in

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

to Chloe, her moonstone pendant casting a cool glow on her collarbone, she

relief. She recognized Adelaide’s intent. “Luna Adelaide, please feel free. Melinda, see to

caught sight of Willow being dragged

Willow’s former

on Willow’s cheeks, the skin swollen from the force

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Chapter 310

Paisley shoved Willow away with disdain. “Scram!”

guest is quite the savage. But I

clutched her abdomen and, supported by an

drained of color, and tears streamed down her

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

“How can she lord over

doesn’t need to rely

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

breeders, each requiring sustenance and provisions. He and Luna Skye were simply unable

she always

said a few words in complaint, and Dwight berated me,” Melinda said,

child, and he chooses a nightclub call girl as his breeder. Have you ever heard of

If it weren’t for that one standout

Willow, but I’m from a royal family. How could he treat me

someone to ask

Hayden?” Adelaide asked, dabbing at