A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 403

Chapter 403

Third Person’s POV

A deep gash appeared on Ulrik’s shoulder as a bone blade sliced through his flesh, silver–blue blood dripping down his wolf–like arm.

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His battle–honed instincts from the Capital Guard barely saved him from a fatal blow, forcing him to stagger back. Despite the blood staining half his clothes, hisshifted arm firmly gripped his bone sword.

He attempted to lure the assassins into the open courtyard, but they remained fixated on the door.

Clearly, their sole target was Velda.

Three intruders slammed against the door, and Ulrik, already strained against one, heard the sound of his bone claws colliding with their blades, his breathing growing labored.

Gloria, witnessing this, her wolf pupils shrank in terror.

She scrambled to the corner of the porch, her jasmine pheromones faint.

The Bloodmoon Pack’s guards finally arrived, but their weapons were no match for the intruders‘ wolfsbane–laced claws.

Soon, they collapsed, clutching bleeding wounds.

Ulrik, now bearing two wounds, remained upright, his cedar pheromones resilient.

A seasoned werewolf general forged in war, he pressed on.

Perhaps the assassins never intended to kill him. Their wolf claws could have easily slit his throat but instead swerved at the last moment, leaving bloody flesh wounds.

goal was to force

a civilian werewolf at city hall, who rushed over with his two sons. Their wolf–tipped

Simon and Wilmot, also arrived. Horrified by the eight bodies

pack members screamed and scattered

and Sabrina knew intruders were near and

“Don’t go outside! There could be intruders there too! Let’s hide in the Alpha’s villa. Its doors are reinforced with hardwood Adelaide arranged–they’re

abandoning thoughts of her ruby set,

upon Ulrik’s desperate fight with the

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clothes showed

the chaos, getting hurt despite

Velda fighting alongside

Velda? Go fetch her

hissed, shoving

while Sabrina

shattered. The

alert to the slightest sound, flung the door open and dashed out as

kicked him away

his wolf claws, blood rising

her. She sidestepped just in time

hiding, leaped to her aid. Back–to–back,

back with Ulrik, now

struggled, overwhelmed and

to linger–one dealt with Emerson’s group, while the other three aimed for

sword and shoved Ulrik in front of

Rosemary and Gloria