A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 399

Third Person’s POV

Ulrik strode in, his cedar pheromones carrying undeniable aura.

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He helped Gloria up and handed her a stack of checks. “I’ve returned the ruby set. Take the money back.“.

“Ulrik, are you insane?”

Rosemary leaped to her feet in a fury, her cedar pheromones slicing through the air like blades. “Returning jewelry you’ve bought disgraces us all! The Bloodmoon Pack’s reputation is being trampled by you!”

“Take it back! I won’t return it!”

Sabrina, catching her breath, lunged at Ulrik. Her silver–gray claws gleamed as she pummeled his chest, her sulfurous pheromones erupting like flames.

Ulrik stood rigid, unfazed by her assault. His face was a mask of indifference, and his cedar pheromones hung heavy, frozen and unyielding.

He was sick of this life.

Gloria stood dazed, checks in hand, tears forgotten.

After a few moments of hammering away at Ulrik, Sabrina spun around and lunged toward Gloria, her lupine claws almost slicing through the air as she made a grab for the check in Gloria’s hand.

Gloria instantly concealed the check behind her back, took several steps backward, and said vigilantly, “What are you trying to do?”

“It’s mine! You bought it for me!”

Sabrina screamed, fury reddening her eyes, sulfurous pheromones piercing.

“I regret it,” Gloria said flatly, voice unchanging.

regret buying the ruby set, or joining

couldn’t tell. This wasn’t the life

was a corrupt

second mating

arranged it, and her mother had explained the stakes: refusal could

then, she’d been lonely, expecting companionship like in her past

Ulrik would be

Bloodmoon Pack was incomparable

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Chapter 399

Hutchinsons‘, everyone was easy–going, treating her

pine–resin warmth, never

Pack was a

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cedar pheromones, Sabrina’s sweet but toxic floral scent, and curses mixed with

neck gland

leaving marks, and

lounge, she

howls finally faded, her sugary–yet–barbed pheromones dissipating

the sofa, jasmine

neck’s moon mark tingled–the remnant

Even if Ulrik’s cedar–scented comfort had brushed her nape, or a flicker of

But Ulrik didn’t stay.

omega told her, “Luna Gloria, Alpha Ulrik’s

wept bitterly. “Why? What did she do? Why treat her like

the study than be with

aura, yet he

even a little space

her ear had been torn off, made her look like a wolf that had