The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 243

Third Person’s POV

“Was your declaration of love for me back then just a momentary impulse?”

Velda’s wolf tail flicked beneath her skirt, knocking the Moon Goddess statue from the armrest.

The mint pheromones were thick with acidity, raising the hackles on Ulrik’s neck.

He remained silent, unable to answer.

+10 Free Coins

His initial affection for Velda had been genuine, but whether it was a fleeting impulse, he couldn’t say for

sure.

He recalled the snowy night at the Bloodscar Border when Velda, with silver–blue blood spattering her battle armor as she slit an enemy’s throat, had seemed the epitome of passionate love.

But true Alpha companionship, he now knew, should mirror Adelaide’s poise.

Ever since mating with Velda and Adelaide’s subsequent departure, a nagging regret had gnawed at him.

He remembered telling Elder Halsey, “I hope Adelaide doesn’t regret it,” all the while aware that the truly remorseful one was himself.

But had he loved Velda then? Undoubtedly.

Yet couldn’t a werewolf have multiple mates?

Many Alphas did, with breeders in tow. Adelaide, however, couldn’t accept it.

mother,

an orphan with remarkable combat skills and strength surpassing both him and

a hail

both wronged Adelaide, yet why do I bear the consequences alone? You can still mate with Ironclaw’s she–wolf, climb the royal

I’ve never hurt her. If you’re talking consequences, you should reflect on the Bloodscar Border incident–the

“I’ve paid my dues!”

her eyes flashing with cold light. “My warriors are dead or injured, I’ve been

O

1/3

Chapter 243

Coins

you this–I hate internal family conflicts. I don’t start trouble, but if she dares to

feeling that family life wouldn’t be peaceful. “If everyone behaves themselves,

make this clear,” she warned. “Our mating bond was approved by Lycan Erasmus himself. We’re tied together for

Ulrik rose, leaving irritably.

welling up–she wouldn’t cry, wouldn’t

the west–wing suite and

had taken

staggering–where was the

triumph in

She’d lost.

bustling too, thanks to Tad’s command of the

mating ceremony was tomorrow, but guests were already arriving

passed away, the Hutchinson family

and an

Gloria shouldn’t spend her life alone, but she had refused

the Hutchinsons had given her a large amount

chosen a dress shop that usually required a six–month advance booking, but she paid extra to secure a custom–made wedding