Chapter 362

Chapter 362

Third Person’s POV

#5F Cons

“Why do you gef to decide what happens in our pack? Who do you think you are?” the old Luna roared, abandoning her cane and shoving Priscilla

Priscilla dramatically fell to the ground, exclaiming, “You actually dared to hit me? Soulrend Pack would assault royalty–they clearly hold the royal family in contempt!”

The entire Soulrend Pack froze.

Priscilla, who had moments ago been hurling insults with abandon, now played the wronged party, squeezing out a few tears.

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Meanwhile, Adelaide and Lance had been in the carriage heading to Soulrend Pack for over half an hour.

Some matters required discretion, but if Priscilla was being wronged, intervention was not only justified but necessary.

This was precisely what Adelaide had instructed Paisley to convey to Priscilla: to berate and even strike first if needed, and once enraged, to fall to the ground, providing ample justification for their involvement.

As Paisley dragged Willow away. Paige had taken the opportunity to dash to the Silverlight Pack, reporting that Priscilla was causing a scene at Soulrend Pack.

Alpha Howell and Luna Skye were both shocked.

Given Priscilla’s fiery temperament, this could escalate into a full–blown feud between the two packs.

Skye, who had long wished to visit her daughter, had been restrained

fearing the worst, Alpha Howell hastily prepared to depart for

at the borders of Soulrend

Pack

first. Alpha Howell followed, turning to assist Luna

and Lance greeted them

Lance,” Howell acknowledged. The couple’s unexpected presence caught Alpha Howell off guard. “Why are you here?”

are

to stop Priscilla’s antics but was now reluctant to

Melinda had an incident and came to check

cold, a flash of ferocity in his eyes “Melinda was

not…” Alpha Howell hesitated, attempting to explain

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Chapter 362

already holding Adelaide’s hand,

announcement echoed through the hall, “Alpha Lance arrives,

they entered, the gathered ones

suppressed their

like a physical force, freezing

Lance, Priscilla’s lavender pheromones surged with

up since she felt wronged, “Soulrend Pack has overstepped!

silver necklace trembled with her agitation,

scanned the room coldly. His cedar dominance crushed the air, forcing every

to project defiance, wilted under

chin high, her

gaze fell on her, the vulnerability in her eyes. vanished, replaced by a defiant

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