A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 505

Chapter 505

Third Person’s POV

Today, with several visitors, Melinda quickly changed and went out to meet them.

Seeing her ruddy complexion, Priscilla immediately felt reassured. Melinda’s checks were even rosier than

her own.

After exchanging greetings and

with Georgina.

$ing down, Priscilla learned that Melinda had been practicing combat

Priscilla thought to herself, “Birds of a feather flock together.”

Melinda shyly said, “I found the days long and boring, so I started practicing combat with Georgina. But I’m not very good–it’s nothing impressive.”

Priscilla replied candidly, “Comb happy.”

Susan coughed awkwardly.

isn’t exactly high–class. Don’t worry about it. Do what makes you

Priscilla shot her a glance and said, “Stop coughing. I’m not wrong. Not everything has to be presentable. What matters is practicality–strengthening your body and protecting yourself. I support you, Melinda.”

Melinda said with a blush, “Thank you. I’m not very skilled. I just follow their movements, work up a sweat, and feel much better.”

nodded. “Sweating does make you

disliked sweating and physical activities, which left her feeling sticky

sad one was, punching things and working up a sweat could lift one’s

wait until the recovery period is over before resuming activities.

train seriously. She’s just moving within her

modestly, “Yes, it’s not real

Adelaide, separating her from

in Adelaide’s ear, “Georgina’s too straightforward. If someone spoke like that about me, I’d be furious, whether it’s true

expression, she said, “But your combat

than mine.”

grinned. “I

established this,

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might slip, allowing her to catch up. But during their first battle

long, Zelda and

Blackthorn Pack twice since her mating, always came and went

in love. After the mating ceremony, Alger had moved into

frequently, spending at least half the month away from home. Their visits to the Blackthorn Pack were mere

greeting everyone, Alger was promptly pulled aside

a scholarly young man on the verge of earning his degree–unlike the playful, book–averse person he truly

room

like a little quail, head

opened his mouth, then

nibbled pastries, and stared out the window in

a while,

casually asked, “Where

“I need to use the restroom… Would you like