A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 388

Third Person’s POV

When news of his death in battle arrived, she laughed wildly, then wept just as intensely.

Good riddance, she thought–but why hadn’t it been Airella instead?

Still, she took grim satisfaction in the idea that Airella’s sons had all perished in the same war. Surely, that would break Airella’s heart.

And indeed, Airella eventually went blind from her ceaseless tears.

Later, when Airella’s entire family was slaughtered, she felt nothing but schadenfreude.

The wicked always got their comeuppance.

Yet, the man who had tormented her dreams had probably never spared her a single thought in all his

years.

But in the dead of night, her dreams always returned to that first moment she had laid eyes on him–her heart pounding, her face flushed with shy admiration.

It was the things you couldn’t have that stayed with you forever, searing into your soul.

With a violent thrust, she sent a cup crashing to the floor.

As the porcelain shattered, she glared at the debris, her eyes brimming with venom. If only her father had permitted her to wed Alpha Bentley back in the day, she would never have harbored such deep–seated resentment toward the old Lycan King and the current one.

“Father, do you realize you’ve doomed me to a lifetime of misery?”

On Begonia Street, a side door swung open.

him, “Mr. Shuman, Dwight has returned to

grunted. “Take me to

Begonia Street was part of the Soulrend Pack’s holdings, arranged by Old Luna for Dwight and Willow

Old Luna had summoned Dwight

lost his status as heir, Dwight was in

fright, he’d naturally turned to the pack, seeking

Wilorina rose to greet him. “Mr. Shuman,” she

downcast head and sighed softly. “I’m your father. There’s no one else here. Just

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lifted her

was your identity compromised? Madison is furious.

peeking through her hair. Her presence was always shrouded in a frosty cedar

toward her father,

Luna Adelaide? If Madison doesn’t trust me, she can simply have me eliminated,” she said, her vertical pupils

frowned, his aged cedar pheromones rippling. “What are you talking about? If we killed you, all the resources

wolf claws curled

and her pheromones sharpened like icicles piercing Hunt. “If you truly cared about my mother, why don’t you stand up to her instead of letting me be treated like dirt, just to keep my

nails glinted faintly silver, as if she

wind. “You’ve caused quite the stir

blown.”

set off. She’ll cross paths with Alpha Lance on the road. With her stunning beauty and combat skills that Alpha Lance admires, he’s

infiltrates the Blackthorn Pack, our plan

wolf tail swished

eyes. A tinge of bloodiness

of her tragedy and that of all her

Bentley was dead,

whirl of complicated emotions flickering in his eyes, his pheromones murky like