A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 371

Third Person’s POV

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Adelaide fell silent for a moment. Cedar pheromones slowly coalesced around her into a layer of ice–like coldness.

Her vertical pupils flickered faintly beneath her irises.

A suppressed lupine growl rumbled in her throat as she spoke, “Beata, show our guests out.”

Luna Skye’s fury erupted instantly. The Silverlight Pack’s signature lilac pheromones, laced with anxious sulfur, assailed the air. Her pupils shrank to fine lines.

“Adelaide, I’m not done talking! How dare you rush to usher me out? I’m your aunt!”

In her rage, her wolf claws partially emerged, and with an Alpha’s aura, she slammed her palm–clenched around a coffee cup–down onto the floor.

The sound of shattering bone china echoed through the room. Her chest heaved, and the wolf hairs at the back of her neck bristled with agitation.

at her feet. As coffee seeped over her shoes, cedar pheromones abruptly solidified into tangible pressure, chilling the very

raised her head. Her vertical pupils gleamed with silver–blue coldness in the sunlight,

in it, and I would still consider you family. But did you not witness Melinda’s distress that night? You merely played mediator. When she sought to dissolve her mating bond and asked for your acceptance back into the pack, a simple nod from you–not just endless urgings to endure–would have offered her immense comfort. Perhaps her words about dissolving the bond were born of momentary anguish, but have you considered how your refusal might break her heart,

dissolve the

urgency, her pheromones chaotic and her wolf ears

she hissed, “Have I spoken in vain? If I accept her back into the pack while she’s pregnant, how would that situation

abruptly, her wolf claws extending half an inch before

as she swiped at them with a tissue, yet they kept

voice, laced with a sob and the vibrato of a wolf’s howl, pleaded, “What are the current hardships compared to the bigger picture? As the lawful mate, does she have to fear a breeder from a nightclub? Even if she is Hunt’s daughter, raised in squalor, Dwight will eventually tire of her. In time, he will return to Melinda. Explain this to her, and she won’t insist on dissolving

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her, and she will

she staggered back to her seat, her shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs as she dabbed

sorrowful violet pheromones into the air like rain- dampened petals–a mix of

Skye’s face and her own mother’s, felt a pang of discomfort at the sight of her constant

her voice and ask, “What are you afraid of? What

“Fearing?”

covered her face with her hands, spoke through a nasal tone. “We fear being expelled from the capital and

hardships of your territory, so you choose to suffer humiliation in the capital, enduring others‘ disdain and living in degradation,