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Dwight’s chest heaved with Soulrend Pack’s signature thorny pheromones. His dark green wolf eyes. narrowed to slits with rage, betrayed his disdain for the royal family’s intimidation tactics.

“It’s Priscilla who’s bullying us with her power,” he spat, his fangs piercing his lower lip. Blood and themy pheromones burst forth, openly defying Lance’s cedar dominance.

Not a flicker of emotion crossed Lance’s golden–red vertical pupils. The icy cedar aura tightened abruptly. like invisible chains strangling Dwight’s throat.

Too talkative. Tommy, hit him.”

Without even looking up, Lance’s royal aura had already frozen the air. Omegas flattened their ears in terror, trembling violently.

Tommy strode in, his wrist already showing dark blue veins of beastly transformation. Wolf claws burst half–an–inch from his fingertips, rust–flavored gales slicing across Dwight’s cheek.

A crisp “smack” echoed–not just a slap, but Lance’s aura crushing Dwight through Tommy.

Dwight was sent flying into a pillar. The thorny pheromones burst like crushed berries, mixing with blood and spattering the floor.

The second slap came with Tommy’s fully transformed wolf claws. Steel–like nails scraped Dwight’s jaw, leaving five bloody marks.

Dwight’s face swelled instantly. His dark green wolf eyes scattered with pain and humiliation, yet he still struggled to release weak dominance.

“You’ve gone too far, Alpha Lance! he snarled, blood and broken fang were nearly extinguished.

ig. The thorny pheromones

Luna’s wormwood pheromones boiled with rage. She rushed to Dwight’s side, claws digging blood–streaked grooves into her palms, “Lance, are you

aura to protect Dwight but

already indecisive, was how completely flustered at

was about to speak when Lance’s sudden golden–red vertical pupils pinned him in place–the surging menace in them

Howell, I suggest you stay out of this between Soulrend Pack and me.” Lance’s cedar aura carried a

well. Perhaps Luna

down on Howell, his

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still mustered his oak pheromones of reconciliation: “This must be a misunderstanding

from Lance’s throat. Cedar dominance surged,

onto Howell. “He’s already been given time. He chose to

like a poisoned

lay hands on Priscilla and accused the

laced with the Blackthorn Pack’s bloodiness swirled like a blizzard. Tommy, tell

with anger, twitched toward beastliness, nails glinting coldly. “Have him bring the Blackthorn Pack warriors, Use their claws to trim the unruly

his warriors entered, their Blackthorn

veined and

years of combat into weapons sharper than

beast–transformed feet, and the tearing of fabric sent Soulrend Pack

the Soulrend Pack’s century–old glory. Her wolf eyes, enraged and deep–green, declared, “Alpha Lance, Soulrend Pack will not be trampled

defensive aura. Wormwood pheromones,

pack entangled Lance’s

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