A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 452

Third Person’s POV

“Rest assured, a doctor has been arranged to treat your mother, and her meals have been improved. Whether she can walk out of the dungeon is up to you,” Dorothy said.

Ramona nodded obediently. “I understand.”

The convoy continued on its way. The members of the Eugenius Scout Team didn’t inquire about Ramona’s situation.

They were adept at reading people and knew Lance and Adelaide were in the loop.

Lynette, focused on caring for Marsh, was unaware of the intricacies.

She simply thought they had rescued a woman who was now heading to the capital with them.

Naive and inexperienced in the ways of intrigue, she saw no red flags in the situation.

She believed saving someone in distress was a virtuous act.

Thus, along the journey, Lynette, while tending to Marsh, extended extra care toward Ramona.

Aware that the group was predominantly male, she empathized with Ramona’s potential discomfort.

Neither Adelaide nor Paisley interfered. Lynette’s purity was her greatest asset.

Sheltered by the Hornbeam Pack, she was neither a power–holder nor involved in pack management, allowing her to remain peaceful and compassionate.

It was important not to let the world’s evils and dangers blunt all kindness and empathy, lest the world lose its charm.

day, the convoy rested in a small forest by the main

mile from the forest lay a

the heat, everyone headed toward the

hands in the stream, unable to join the

for a swim.

them enjoy themselves, she picked up a branch and

movements were graceful, blending dance and combat

men emerged from the water to join in the

gaze fixed on Ramona, a hint of

she exchanged a glance with the

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drawn to

a somewhat guilty glance at Adelaide, who

miss the guilty glint in

complications and Adelaide’s presence, Lance had taken

Adelaide, Paisley excused herself to talk with Ramona, “I didn’t

than substance. Otherwise, I

“Look me up in the capital, and we’ll

glanced cautiously at Dorothy, who, upon seeing this, approached with a smile and said, “It’s rare for you to take a liking to someone, Miss

her a sidelong glance, “A maid

with a bow, “My apologies for overstepping, Miss

someone from a merchant family–such poor manners,”

and stood with

Lance and Adelaide spoke in hushed tones. “When I looked at

rolled her eyes, “Honey, I’m