Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

Chapter 369 Ice and Silver

+8 Peats

"So what? What are you going to do?" Walter let out a cold laugh. Silver-white pheromones from the Frostmoon Pack surged across the floor. He was a seasoned alpha, and the weight of his presence slammed through the room-so heavy it started to melt the ice daggers suspended around Nathan.

The collision was brutal-Nathan's icy mist, laced with the scent of snow and decay, slammed into Walter's silver aura, twisting into a violent storm. Overhead, the chandelier shattered, spraying shards across the floor, while a silver candelabrum launched across the room and smashed into the wall, leaving a deep. snarling wolf-shaped dent.

Winona had already retreated to a far corner, unable to withstand the force of their collision. She wanted no part of it-just one misstep and she'd be crushed between two alphas.

Upstairs, Tessa felt the shift in her grandfather's pheromones and rushed down immediately.

When she saw Nathan striking out at Walter in her own living room, rage ignited in her chest. Her White Wolf aura burst forth, slamming into Nathan like a tidal wave.

This bastard again?He came all the way here and tried to lay a hand on Grandpa? He must have a death wish. He's not walking away from this.

Tessa's arrival lifted the weight pressing down on Walter's shoulders in an instant.

He turned to her, voice rough but calm. "Tessie. Go upstairs. I'll handle this."

Walter all he needed to know-he couldn't win against

it meant protecting her. Even if

Grandpa." Tessa placed a steady hand on his shoulder. A soft, white glow radiated from her palm, pouring healing

now he was up against the Frost Pack's alpha. Just a brief clash had

she hadn't come down when

second later, he would've stood his ground till the end-until his

her, the darkness wrapped around

burst through

was ice. "Whatever you want,

pretend not to see him now that

If things got violent here, others could

"Tessa, come on. I traveled all the way from Yalvaria to Navoris just to see you.

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at the edges, unhinged

sleep in her bed. Breathe her

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