Chapter 347

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Third Person’s POV

Sabrina covered her face and whimpered like a hurt pup as she flung herself into Rosemary’s

arms.

Her sweet pheromones, laced with a strong aura of grievance, filled the air.

“Mother, Ulrik hit me!” she wailed, her golden eyes flickering with tears..

Rosemary’s bony hand patted her back reassuringly. Calming pheromones, typical of a senior she–wolf, eased Sabrina’s agitation.

She glanced at Ulrik, her eyes clouded with disappointment.

An elder’s invisible aura silently suffused the room.

“You’d strike your own sister over a few words? How can you not break her heart? Rosemary’s voice was deep and weighty. “Even if her intentions weren’t for you, you stand to benefit in the end.”

“I hit her because she insulted our Luna!”

Ulrik growled, cedar pheromones bursting with Alpha ferocity, making the candles flicker. His knuckles whitened, and silver–grey fur pricked through his skin–a sign of his barely contained rage.

Gloria stood by, her heart racing at Ulrik’s defense,

pheromones involuntarily swirled to

was the only way he stood up for her, it made

eyes brimmed with gratitude and

Gloria’s unmasked emotion before returning to Sabrina

in the room intensified,

felt suffocated by the thick

chest heaved with barely

simmering, and strode out, his heavy boots thudding

sensing his rage, quickly reined in

arm, her voice soft and tender. “For defending me

this time to soothe and

Ulrik’s body stiffened.

Chapter 347

up inside

scent’s sharpness faded, replaced

for Gloria, but

word bitch had sent him into such a with a

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he lost control and

dare you speak of your Lana

you only realize the value of something when it’s gone, but by then it’s

his feelings for Adelaide–perhaps guilt, perhaps reluctance. The bitterness in his

loved him stung. If she had, even a

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