A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 454

Third Person’s POV

Ulrik didn’t know how things at the Bloodscar Border would unfold.

Lycan Erasmus hadn’t taken action yet, but he’d already dispatched surveillance on the Bloodmoon Pack

It was certain that if the capital’s situation changed, the Bloodmoon Pack would be affected.

The new Lycan King of the Western Tribes didn’t care about face like Lycan Erasmus.

While others enjoyed the glory, Ulrik could only scrape by.

In this moment, he felt utter despair and recalled Velda’s words. She just wanted success, which was truly difficult.

He gazed up at those people, as if looking at his former self and Velda.

But the crowd was too dense, and no one noticed him.

Everyone followed the eleven heroes and Alpha Lance, who had rescued them.

Lance didn’t see him either. He was focused on the touching scene before him.

Garrett’s three sons stepped forward and tightly embraced Chandler and Derrick.

The Ministry of Culture officials didn’t cry. Their faces were filled with smiles and pride.

In this setting, he stood proudly, watching his two sons kneel before him and say, “We’re sorry for the family’s sake; we’re finally back.”

He wanted to cry but forced a smile, helped them up, and said, “I’m always proud of you.”

Other families also sent people to greet their loved ones. Every embrace brought tears to people’s eyes.

and cheerful, had no dignity today. He cried like a child in

she’d never see her

down

such happiness would never be hers. She’d never see

close familial bonds could be severed, one

reunion.

at the pack, she secluded herself

rejoicing for others, she was

with her emotions, she locked herself in and spent nearly

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composing herself.

side but understood

the doorstep, preventing others from disturbing

when Adelaide had regained her composure and changed her clothes did he stand up, take

he said, “Let’s go

the same,” Adelaide replied with a

listening to Susan report on

envied the commoners who could join

she’d heard many stories about these heroes, deeply moved

the joy outside. They were for Adelaide, who

joyous reunions didn’t include her, as her

beckoned to Adelaide, who approached respectfully, and patted the

approached, Priscilla pulled her into

Adelaide found herself semi–kneeling into Priscilla’s

“You can always consider me your mother, your family. I’ll

initially resisted, trying to shift

a chord, leaving