A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 419

Third Person’s POV

Lance darted back into the fray like a silver–gray lightning bolt, his cedar pheromones sweeping the area with an icy aura.

He knew that rescuing one person at the cost of several would make the mission a failure.

When he reached Caldwell, his hands already partially shifted, his wolf claws gleaming against the alloy blade.

His sideways slash, charged with werewolf–like explosive force, pushed the surrounding wolves back. The clang of armor echoed as several knelt under the Alpha’s aura.

Klein was battling the enemy fiercely. His pheromones intertwined with Lance’s pine scent, creating an almost unstoppable duo.

Though Victor had taken many top warriors, over ten strong werewolves remained.

Seeing the rescue complete, Klein knew there was no need to stay. His wolf ears perked up, claws extended, and he fought back in full force.

He and Lance fought in perfect sync. Their pheromones wrapped around each other like vines, almost making them invincible.

But the enemy was just too numerous. While they could break free, others were trapped. So they had to clear each siege one by one.

Each time they saved someone, they roared, “Retreat!”

Lance knew they couldn’t stall any longer. Victor might return at any moment, and the scent of nearby werewolf warriors was already in the air.

His vertical pupils narrowed to fine lines with anxiety. His pine pheromones turned sharp and icy. He poured all his strength into his half–transformed arms.

He swung his arms to hold back several enemies. It was extremely energy–consuming.

His pheromones rippled with disorder, but he still gritted his teeth and held on–he had to buy time for his companions to escape.

to retreat step by step to the wall

energy, could still barely leap up, but others had to use

dl.

the pursuing rewolves; Lance

was accompanied by bone–cracking sounds. His pheromones were now as thin as a dying candle, yet he still

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people across, a howl came from afar. Lance’s vertical pupils shrank to a need point, and his pine pheromones turned

his wolf legs

gritted his teeth and summoned

with a

on his back, he could barely leap

an enemy’s claw reached for his back, the scaring pain unleashed his potential. His

through the wall

But he

took two with Klein covering their retreat. The group

into the night.

His men were either dead or injured, Eugene had been rescued, and

fury, “Chase! Search every corner

cover of night, Lance led

escape.

short distance.

safe spot

away. If they could dodge the

leave.

at the Dragon Ash’s warrior cemetery–a place Caldwell had

access to the prairie without leaving the city.

they’d