Chapter 593

Third Person’s POV

Gloria’s mind exploded with humiliation and rage as she recalled those shameful memories.

Her lily–of–the–valley pheromones instantly sharpened into spikes, carrying a fierce aggression.

Her pupils constricted into vertical slits, and her nails extended half an inch in her uncontrollable fury.

She slapped Ulrik’s face with the full force of a werewolf, screaming, “Shut up!”

The crisp sound of the slap mingled with the violent clash of pheromones, leaving both of them stunned.

Gloria’s lily scent trembled violently from her loss of control. Her fingertips still tingled from the impact on his face.

Beneath that touch was the unyielding hardness of an Alpha’s bones.

Ulrik covered his face, his obsidian pheromones freezing instantly like a blade dipped in ice.

He stared at her in disbelief, his pupils flushing crimson with shock and offended rage. “You hit

me?”

The slap wasn’t just physical; it was a dull knife slicing through his Alpha pride.

A wife striking her mate’s face was unheard of.

In Bloodmoon, where hierarchy was strict and an Alpha’s authority was unquestionable, such an act was unthinkable.

Even in ordinary werewolf families, it was extremely rare.

No matter how angry one might be, no one would do that.

that ground

faint, low–ranking werewolf pheromones now

prying, making his obsidian aura even more oppressive,

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slap had shattered any remaining joy from his promotion, leaving only the sting of offense and a vague,

her face, her eyes red, and the outline of her wolf

her lily–of–the–valley pheromones now laced with deep regret, yet she just

it, just leave,” Ulrik suppressed his boiling anger,

of pheromones between mates

felt

his cold, indifferent tone, that guilt was instantly overshadowed by a sense of

you, to help

your

unborn child lingered

his eyes, not wanting to argue

attitude felt like an ice pick

away her tears, and left with a parting shot, “Fine, if you don’t want to

cared

to them while pregnant would

deliberately left a clear trail in the air, as if

to be called back.

as her omega, Pansy, escorted her across the courtyard, bathed in moonlight, Ulrik’s obsidian pheromones never followed, not

her pheromones cool from their anxious agitation to a cold,

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