A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 361

Chapter 361

Third Person’s POV

“Soulrend Pack may have its issues, but it’s none of your business, Priscilla!” the old Luna of Soulrend Pack slammed her cane on the ground with a resounding “thud.”

“Even a Lycan Luma shouldn’t meddle in others‘ affairs. Besides, Dwight has already been disciplined–he’s been suspended and even lost two teeth to Melinda’s assgeintes. Has our pack caused Melinda any trouble?”

“How dare you continue to harass Melinda? Do you even know the meaning of respect? Priscilla retorted with a cold snort, showing no respect for the elderly woman.

Alpha Manfred, noticing the old Luna’s face turning pale, quickly intervened. “Mother, let’s talk this through calmly…”

“Silence!” the old Luna roared, her fury unmistakable.

“You good–for–nothing! With outsiders bullying our pack, you still cower here? Move aside!”

After composing herself with a few deep breaths, she locked eyes with Priscilla

“Respect? What respect? Melinda, despite her royal blood, became part of our Soulrend Pack. She should follow her mate’s lead. Instead, she sows discord, manipulating Adelaide to report her own mate over trivial matters. She’s embraced the worst traits of jealousy and narrow–mindedness!”

Priscilla’s eyes widened in shock. Was she talking about Adelaide, the one who had always protected her son even before officially joining their pack?

clang, Priscilla’s cup hit the floor, shattering into pieces as she roared, “You

The

room fell silent.

stunned–she couldn’t believe

up and strode

her finger at her, she hissed, “You’ve raised a shameless grandson and have the audacity to speak out of turn before me? Accusing Melinda of inciting Adelaide to report that despicable creature–where’s your

old Luna stammered, her lips trembling with

Pack territory! How dare you speak so

do about

there all high and mighty before me? In terms of status, even royal princesses bow to me, not so mention Adelaide, the mate of the old Lycan King’s son. When did it

her back?”

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Chapter 361

no one could report him. As a graduate of a prestigious school, instead of alleviating Lycan Erasmus’s burdens, he

“Vulgar! How uncultured!”

aside Willow in his

at Priscilla, “Priscilla, I

slap landed on Dwight’s face with such force that she nearly lost

her

again and slapped him once more. “When did it become your turn to speak? Do you even