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.

over her shoes, cedar

slowly raised her head. Her vertical pupils gleamed with silver–blue coldness in the sunlight, and her voice carried the gravelly texture unique to

such fury in Soulrend Pack, if you can smash a cup in their presence and call Dwight heartless to his face, Melinda would find solace 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, how it might drive

cannot dissolve the

urgency, her pheromones chaotic and

I accept her back into the pack while she’s pregnant, how would that situation be resolved? Have you truly thought about her? She holds you in such high esteem; how could you

rose abruptly, her wolf claws extending half an inch before

as she swiped at them with a tissue, yet

“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

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speak to her, and she

to her seat, her shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs

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

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

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

“Fearing?”

a nasal tone. “We fear being expelled from the capital and banished to that barren land! You know full well where our territory lies–it’s a place of extreme

territory, so you choose to suffer humiliation in the capital, enduring others‘ disdain and living in degradation, even casting away