Chapter 553

Chapter 553

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Rosa had been in the kitchen, directing the chefs in preparing stimulant energy drinks for the night ahead.

Her movements were steady and practiced as she occasionally brushed against the ingredients, completely unaware of the storm brewing in the mansion.

The kitchen’s remote location meant she only heard the news long after it had happened. By the time she rushed to the main courtyard, the wolf doctor had already been summoned.

The air was a miasma of sandalwood, blood, and herbal pheromones.

She witnessed the women, who should have been confined to the basement dungeon, now scattered across the room.

Their pheromones ranged from terror to numbness. Coupled with the sight of the Capital Guard and patrols, Rosa realized Madison’s darkest secret would soon be exposed.

Her lavender pheromones quivered with momentary panic, like petals caught in a gust, before steadying. A wave of relief washed over her–no matter the outcome, it was finally coming to an end.

!

She leaned against the doorframe and slid to the floor, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the frame, wolf ears drooping in resignation.

But the battle in the basement dungeon raged on.

Ulrik, though managing to take down several foes, was now wounded in multiple places.

His cedar pheromones, laced with the copper tang of blood, signaled his shifting hands had long given way to silver wolf claws.

dodging fatal strikes, seven or eight gashes adorned his shoulders and forearms,

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prompting the wounds to heal, yet pain began

wolf claws curled weakly in his palms, leaving

felt like ages, Ulrik confronted the visceral fear of

like a glacial surface, each breath trembling, pupils scattering with blood loss, and wolf cars losing

first deployment to the Bloodscar Border battlefield surfaced–a time when he’d

owed his life to Alpha Zander’s son, who had sacrificed an arm to block the

metallic stench of blood from that day still haunted his nostrils,

him floored, his back slamming against

pheromones spiraled chaotically as a pair

toward his face.

he,‘scrambled to roll away,

suffocating in

contorted with rage, her hands shifting instantly

whitening with the force, the claws slicing the

a desperate

met, his palms split open, blood staining the tips of

claws.

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