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.

all–out effort, Klein led everyone to retreat step by step to the

with a werewolf’s burst of energy, could

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and Klein exchanged a glance. Klein stayed alone to deal with the pursuing rewolves; Lance turned to

as thin as a dying candle, yet he still forced himself to muster

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Chapter 419

to a need point, and

he grabbed one person in each hand, his wolf legs kicking the wall, and

this, Eugene gritted his teeth and

injured with a slowly scabbing

could barely leap

back, the scaring pain unleashed his potential. His pupils

through the wall with the

scab and new–seeped out. But he didn’t

took two with Klein covering their retreat. The group

into the night.

either dead or injured, Eugene had been rescued, and there was no

Search every corner

the cover of night, Lance led

escape.

his injured back, collapsed after running a short distance. Lance pulled him up and applied first–aid to

spot

there right away. If they could dodge the city–wide

leave.

at the Dragon Ash’s

by mountains, allowed access to the prairie without leaving the city. From there, a path led straight to the mountain where Solanke had captured

they’d