A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 478

Third Person’s POV

Abigail threw herself into her grandmother’s arms, burying her head there for a good while before lifting it again.

Her eyes were red, but they sparkled as if every word she spoke was from the heart.

Adelaide and Paisley exchanged glances, both feeling something was off.

But since their mission was to persuade Abigail to give up, and now they could give Doug and Eugene an answer, they didn’t press further.

After leaving Doug’s, they headed back to the Blackthorn Pack, planning to send someone to inform Eugene of the outcome.

Initially, Adelaide intended to merely pass on the result, but after a moment’s thought, she decided to have Paisley deliver Abigail’s exact words personally.

Though Adelaide was a bit slow in matters of the heart, she could sense Abigail’s barely concealed distress after making her swift decision.

Could it be that Abigail’s feelings for Eugene were more than a fleeting fancy? Had they crossed paths before?

It seemed unlikely, given their ten–year age gap and Eugene’s early entry into the werewolf warrior ranks, which should have put them in different circles.

Upon hearing Paisley’s report, Eugene simply nodded and said, “Alright, thank you for your trouble, and also thank Caldwell for coming up with the excuse.”

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Paisley hesitated, then said, “Eugene, Abigail is a truly wonderful woman. She wishes you peace and prosperity.”

of

Abigail in such high regard,

aware of Abigail’s virtues. Precisely because she was

said, “I wish her the same. May she

Christine brought Gloria back to the

don’t need to go around suspecti was the one who discovered it. He found Melvin’s jewelry in the corners of your beds. cracks in your walls. As for the rest, I was the one who told

Christine in

table

of the valley pheromones went haywire, her pupils

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Chapter 478

involuntarily.

own family, instead of covering for me, you added fuel to:

I ever done to you to make you harm

voice trembled with a wolfish vibrato, her

sandalwood pheromones forming a tangible ice wall that took Gloria’s breath away. “Cover for you? What have you

turned icy, her lily of the valley pheromones falling silent in an

betrayed by Christine. Her pheromones raged like torn silk: “But you’re not even related to him! I’m the sister of your mate. We’re family! You’d harm your own family? Aren’t

claws. “Come with me. Let’s go to Cynthia. Is this how you treat family? I’ve never wronged you. In the pack, you’re almost the law. Everyone obeys you, including me. Isn’t

off her grip. Her sandalwood pheromones burst forth like

the face, the impact carrying immense pressure. “This slap is on behalf of

her right cheek, the pressure even heavier. “This one is

of the valley pheromones blazing with fury, her pupils reddening with rage. “You hit

fiercely across the face, her tone suffused with self–loathing. “And this slap is for myself, for tolerating you all these years, for pouring my heart