A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 416

Chapter 416

Third Person’s POV

His heart swelled with fervor. Lance, the commander who had reclaimed the southern border, had long been recalled to the capital.

His

presence here now could only mean one thing–he had come to rescue Stokes.

Lance had also spotted them. In the darkness, he could only see pairs of eyes.

One individual’s gaze was th excitement, nearly brimming with tears.

A spark of doubt flickered in Lance’s mind as he inched closer.

Eugene removed his black mask, revealing his true face.

Though he and Lance had never fought side by side, they were no strangers to each other.

Eugene had anticipated that Lance would recognize him and flashed a grin.

However, Lance stared at the weathered, dirt–smeared face before him, certain that he had never laid eyes on this man before.

Yet, seeing the man’s grin, so broad it seemed on the verge of tears, a sudden thought struck Lance–could this be……

He clenched his fist, raised it high above his head, and repeated the motion three times.

This was the signature gesture of the werewolf warriors from Alpha Bentley’s legion.

Before every battle, the warriors of Alpha Bentley’s legion would perform this gesture, followed by three thunderous chants of “Victory!”

were moved to tears and mirrored the

into chants of “Victory!” but restrained

felt a surge of warmth and his heart quickened. He silently formed the words with his lips,

in

Lance was stunned.

to rescue Eugenius, whom they had assumed to be Eugene. But if this

being held here, as Eugene and his group were evily on a rescue mission

inquiry. Klein

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Chapter 416

“You stay here and

eyes glistening with emotion–having Lance here

darted forward like arrows released from

no such thing as a perfect

cottage was surrounded by lights. Although it was not as bright as day, it was

how nimble their skills, they would eventually have to stand

would be

plan was: Klein and Caldwell

quickly hand them over to Tommy outside and then return to assist Klein and

force to distract the

door like a cannonball, his cedar pheromones

steel wall, impossible to

wolf hair emerging, knuckles cracking, five gleaming wolf

his brute strength into his claws. Each slash produced

fireworks, the thick iron plate being torn into three

door. He raised his wolf–transformed hind leg and kicked with

wide open, the door slab crashing into the wall and

into sharp slits

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