Fell for the Alpha-less Queen

Chapter 598 Blood in the Mist

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After the bonding ceremony concluded, the guests gathered in the banquet hall beside the sanctuary for dinner. They lingered long after the meal, chatting and laughing, before finally beginning to say their goodbyes.

“Dad, let me take you home to rest,” Rebecca said, helping Reginald to his feet. She knew he was exhausted after a full day on his feet–his back already too stiff to straighten. “Landon and the others still have things to handle. We’ll go ahead.”

Reginald nodded and patted the back of Landon’s hand. “You two should rest soon too. Don’t overdo it.”

Landon personally walked them to the car and opened the door. He leaned toward the driver with a final reminder. “Drive slow. The fog’s thick tonight.”

“Of course,” the driver replied with a smile, starting the engine.

Inside the warm car, Reginald leaned back in his seat. As he recalled Tessa and Landon standing side by side in the sanctuary, receiving the blessings of their pack, a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. The Nightshade Pack finally had a Luna worthy of standing beside Landon. Now, even his old heart could rest

easy.

But across the street, hidden in the shadows of a black car, Nathan’s wolf eyes gleamed faintly in the dark. He rolled a custom–made silver bullet between his fingers–its core laced with forbidden wolf–pack poison, enough to paralyze even a high–tier alpha for a time.

Reginald, the former alpha of Nightshade. He’s not someone to mess with,” Grant said tightly, clutching the steering

sneered, lips curling to reveal sharp fangs. “Precisely why he needs

sprang out like a phantom, his Frost Pack explosiveness unleashing into the night. In a flash, he had climbed a

rifle, he tracked the Thorne family’s

He pulled the trigger.

cracked

Boom!

a wide, erratic S. Reginald, ever the seasoned alpha, tensed

out, barely registering the sickening jolt in her back before everything went

Reginald’s suit. He grunted in pain, his left arm wedged under the crushed door, bones grinding out of place. The force of the impact/had awakened

scrambled upright, a gash bleeding at her temple.

bleeding from his forehead, had already crawled out of the front seat.

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the rear door. “Sir!

panic flooded his eyes He slapped the interior of the

you!” Rebecca shouted, her voice shaking. “We leave together or not at