A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 364

Third Person’s POV

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“Alpha Lance, yeni re determined to trample Soulrend Parks pride into the mad with Blackthor’s clas

Old Luna sensed Lance’s cedar aura, an invisible ner suffocating the entire pack. Even the youngest pops whimpered in corners

Rage blinded her. She never expected Lance to be so arrogant, unfazed even by her threats of vide

Blackthorn warriors, bound by park taboos, halted at the inner courtyard edge

Avery stood at the packhouse door, his half–transformed fist paused mid–air, commanding the destructio of the front yard furniture and flower stands. The sound of tearing fabric was shrill in the righ

Alpha Manfred stood in the shadows, fingernails dug into his palms.

Soulrend Pack’s thorny pheromones coiled within him.

He detected Melinda’s jasmine scent mingled with Lance’s cedar aura–a panic–stricken residue from when Dwight shoved her.

Lance’s fury was clearly fueled by Melinda’s grievance, transformed into Blackthorn’s claws to etch an indelible lesson into Soulrend Pack’s territory.

Manfred’s wolf cars drooped. Watching woodchips fly, he realized this wasn’t mere venting but a direct Alpha warning to transgressors.

Dwight stood aloof, nursing his broken teeth–a consequence of being pushed.

spared

Silverlight Pack intervention, Soulredd

conflict and

Pack was at fault, they had

that they’d struck Priscilla, a

breeder, and causing her

these, the Soulrend Pack could endure Alpha

a commotion, the matter would

articles in his mind, all condemning Alpha Lance for his

that once these articles were

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a substantial following of university students

Alpha Lance would emerge like

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Lance would wreak more havoc. The more tyrannical Lance’s actions,

his arms, was smeared with Dwight’s blood.

onlookers.

Priscilla. Her nonchalant facade belied trembling hands hidden

was her first encounter with her son’s full

ruins. Inside the

vowing to seek justice

Chloe restrained her,

looked at Alpha Lance,