A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 392

Chapter 392

Third Person’s POV

Dwight returned to the house on Begonia Street.

First, he rinsed his mouth, spitting out every trace of the blood. He couldn’t bear to worry Willow.

Only two servants were at the Begonia Street residence: one bustling in the kitchen, the other likely tending to Willow.

Alone in the tea room, he swished mouthwash around. His head throbbed, and the left side of his mouth felt split open. After enduring the pain for a while, he forced back his tears.

Melinda’s heart was truly ruthless, repeatedly having others assault her own mate.

He had been blind back then, deceived by her gentle and soft demeanor, unaware that deep down she was as vicious as her cousin, Luna Adelaide.

His grandmother and father would surely learn of his beating.

This would justify his angry departure from the pack.

When the pack sent for him again, he mustn’t readily return.

“Bring me a towel…”

He called out before remembering that the omega tasked with his daily care hadn’t followed him from the Soulrend Pack.

His employment contract was in his mother’s hands, and she forbade him from bringing the omega along.

a pampered young master made him feel utterly wretched

Melinda and becoming

praised his bright

higher he had once soared,

his face, he headed toward

spotted a suitcase by the wall. Willow,

she had adored when

Dwight called out, embracing her from

“Whose suitcase is this?”

now cold as frost. “I’m not Willow. My name

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Wilorina.”

He stared, stunned. “To me, Wilorina and

her eyes icy. “Suit

with panic.

suitcase, her tone indifferent. “I’m here to say goodbye. From now on, you go your way, and

if struck by lightning. His

looked at him, her once–loving eyes now cold and shattered. “I mean,

“Why?”

the Soulrend Pack come? Someone from Melinda’s side? Did they bully you? Are

to pull her into his arms. “Ignore whatever they say or do. I won’t leave you. I’ll never cast you aside. I’ve lost everything, but my love for you remains. I won’t let you

as the pack heir. You can’t inherit the family fortune. You have a degree but no real use. Your reputation for spoiling lovers and offending friends is all over the city. No one would

she

her, veins bulging.

turning, she spat, “I lied. You’re