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.

affront that ground an Alpha’s pride

were servants outside, their faint, low–ranking werewolf pheromones

sense their prying, making his obsidian aura even more

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any remaining joy from his promotion, leaving only the sting of

her lip, tears streaming down her face, her eyes red, and the outline of her

she had gone too far, her lily–of–the–valley pheromones now laced with deep regret, yet she just couldn’t bring herself to apologize, her tailbone stiffening with

leave,” Ulrik suppressed his

want to argue further. The endless clash of pheromones between mates was too exhausting, especially a burden

him, Gloria felt a

hearing his cold, indifferent tone, that guilt was instantly overshadowed by a sense of grievance, her pheromones sharpening

to take care of you, to help you recover quickly so you could formally

post, but your attitude was really bad.

faint, weak scent of her unborn child lingered

his eyes, not

like an ice pick piercing through Gloria’s

away her tears, and left with a parting shot, “Fine, if you

Ulrik cared about what Ironclaw

to them while pregnant

deliberately left a clear trail in

to be called back.

her omega, Pansy, escorted her across the courtyard, bathed in

her pheromones cool from their anxious agitation to a

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