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.”

does make

activities, which left

punching things and working up a sweat could lift

You should wait until the recovery period is over before resuming activities. Don’t overdo

“I’m not letting her train seriously. She’s just moving

it’s not real training–just some light

on Adelaide, separating her from

too straightforward. If someone spoke like that about me, I’d be furious, whether

expression, she said, “But your combat

than mine.”

grinned. “I

had established this,

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Chapter 505

Adelaide’s mating, her combat skills might slip, allowing her to catch up. But during their first battle together,

Zelda and Alger

had returned to the Blackthorn Pack twice since her mating, always

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

away from home.

looked radiant. After greeting everyone, Alger was promptly pulled aside

always polite and refined in front of others, seemed like a scholarly young man on the verge of earning his degree–unlike the playful, book–averse person

have another man to chat with, as the room was filled with she–wolves and family members, leaving little for him

like a little quail, head low,

his mouth, then shut

nibbled pastries, and stared out the

while, Alger

asked, “Where are you

need to use the restroom… Would you