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.

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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.

Adelaide’s mother,

he could manipulate Adelaide, an orphan with remarkable combat skills and

presence amidst a hail of arrows. Her composure,

bitch, isn’t it? We both wronged Adelaide, yet why do I bear

incident–the connection between the civilians you slaughtered and the Frostfang Pack’s massacre. Who do you are to speak of consequences? Aren’t you afraid real punishment

“I’ve paid my dues!”

light. “My warriors are dead or

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space, and forced to obey your future Luna. But let me tell you this–I hate internal family conflicts. I don’t

and had a feeling that family life wouldn’t be peaceful. “If

this clear,” she warned. “Our mating bond was approved by Lycan Erasmus himself. We’re tied together for life. If you can’t control her, don’t blame me for getting

Ulrik rose, leaving irritably.

back, tears welling up–she wouldn’t cry, wouldn’t let anyone see her vulnerable, especially

west–wing suite and

would be replaced since Adelaide had taken most of the old

was the

Her triumph in

She’d lost.

Pack was bustling too, thanks

was tomorrow, but guests

passed away,

given her their child’s assets and an additional substantial sum from Mrs.

life alone, but she had

given her a large amount of

usually required a six–month advance booking, but she paid extra to