A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 508

Third Person’s POV

“Hmm, yes,” Lance said with a knowing smile, his gaze distant.

“Are you aware which packs Madison’s people have infiltrated?”

“I have a general idea. Aldrich’s place is included, though his wisdom is beyond compare.”

Adelaide’s eyes widened in surprise. “You mean Madison positioned someone with Aldrich… to serve him?”

“Likely as a lover. Aldrich’s mate passed away long ago, and his son Lucius was appointed Alpha of the Ashen Pack, which holds territory in a remote area.”

“They aim to secure support from local powers. Controlling Aldrich effectively means controlling Alpha Lucius,” Adelaide deduced.

“Indeed. When Aldrich returns to the capital, he’s alone, with no family around… Speaking of which, he asked me to greet him with you next time I have the chance,” Lance added.

“Ah? Why didn’t you mention it before? Let’s visit him when you’re free next,” Adelaide said.

Lance sighed inwardly, “Next time… When would they ever make it to Yellowstone?”

The next day, Lance returned to the Ministry of Justice to handle his duties, while Adelaide checked on the situation in the study.

Craig and Caldwell hadn’t emerged yet, so she had food sent in but didn’t disturb them.

Paisley came over and chatted briefly with Adelaide, who then nodded and said, “Let’s go. We can drop Cedric back at school on the way.”

had become close

Chase lacked formal enrollment, he’d learned much from

was filled with the children’s

with a smile,

the car headed to a renowned café in the

side door and walked through several streets to

stopped at a house

answered the door after

Ramona said softly, her

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get here? Weren’t you staying with the Barkers? Isn’t Dorothy

came to see him. Dorothy had to meet Wilorina, so she didn’t come

cars twitched

at all. He’d merely fabricated an excuse to

and Paisley stepped into the study. Hunt looked sick even if he wasn’t. His hair was a mess, his face pale. The scent of old paper clung to him–thin, dusty, like a book left too

slumped, shoulders bent, eyes dull and

room with a glance, now

Paisley are here,” Ramona announced, her lavender pheromones spreading softly to ease the

them,” Hunt replied indifferently, his old–book

Adelaide and Paisley with a

said, “Take

his diminished vigor, his eyes still held a trace of

Paisley sat down

a cold edge, reflecting her pride as Luna. Paisley’s crimson pheromones flickered like a wary

willing to help rescue her mother,” Hunt began, his old–book pheromones