Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

Chapter 395 Pine Needle Crown Incoming

As Tessa spoke, she began mumbling to herself, still speculating. "But when I fought him, his wolf power felt like it contained spatial laws... could it be the Void Devourer Wolf from the spatial class? In battle, It can absorb an enemy's claws, weapons, and other things into the void, stripping them of their ability to attack and when it opens its mouth, it reveals a bottomless black mawlike it's connected to another dimensions

"As long as his wolf isn't from the Frost Pack, I don't care what it is," Emma replied.

Just the mention of a Frost Pack wolf made Emma think of their alpha, Nathan- that freak had caused the Tessa of the past immense pain and trauma; Emma hated him for it.

"No way," Tessa reassured her. "I didn't sense any of that cold, icy energy in his wolf power."

She quickly changed the subject. "Emina, what do you think it'll be like when your wolf meets his?"

Emma's wolf soul gave her tail a swish deep in Tessa's consciousness; her silver- white mane stirred an invisible breeze. "Maybe the moment his wolf sees me, he'll flatten his ears-kind of like when a human boy sees a girl he likes and starts fidgeting with the hem of his shirt."

is-when Landon, the alpha king of Montedra, realizes I'm the legendary White Wolf, the one who isn't bound by any wolf-rank hierarchy, will he be as stunned as the first time he saw you take

let out a soft laugh, turning over and burying

her being the White Wolf. They were just excited

run with his wolf across the snowy forest," Emma said. Usually the "quiet type" of wolf soul, she now sounded like a hyperactive wolf pup poked in a hornet's nest, rattling off more than a dozen possible first-meeting scenarios. "I'll have him chase my paw prints, cracking through the ice crust with each step. Then

rival. When he shakes his head, pine needles and snow will

at the corners of her eyes as she imagined Landon covered in pine needles. "If he dares complain it looks ugly, I'll weave him a crown of pine needles

kept going, caught up in their

clock again, it

hours left until

before tomorrow morning even hits. I

curled into a fluffy her tail gently patting Tessa's spirit. "When tomorrow's moonlight spills over the Sanctum altar, we'll

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