The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 247

Third Person’s POV

Gloria was lost in thought when a pack member told her Ulrik had arrived.

She shook off her thoughts, let an omega adjust her dress’s veil, and left the house with them.

At the same time, Adelaide left the Frostfang Pack’s territory.

Both brides set out at nearly the same moment, but the scenes around them and their feelings were completely different.

Adelaide, her face hidden by a veil, couldn’t see clearly and focused on her dress’s hem and heels.

Prunella held her hand–her long, slender fingers gave a reassuring grip.

Adelaide could sense they were beyond the pack’s border and felt the pressure of a crowd.

“Adelaide, it’s time to get in the car. Be good from now on,” Irene said softly beside her.

Her words carried a mother’s bittersweet feelings.

Adelaide was a strong and lovely she–wolf about to mate again.

Irene hadn’t attended her first mating ceremony.

She’d written to Airella, criticizing the Bloodmoon Pack’s reputation and Ulrik’s mediocrity.

She was unhappy he was mating with his student.

But Airella’s reply was that the mating was final.,

as an instructor and not family, couldn’t stop

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the Bloodmoon Pack is trustworthy, send funds later. If not,

harsh but prophetic–there was

time, Adelaide’s

for handling things alone instead of seeking help from the

she could bear things alone, why had she sought help when Klein punished

Irene’s hand,

and neatly trimmed nails. The suit it wore had a golden

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ceremonies.

was Lance,

a breath.

hand in his. Lance, inexperienced in

the pure joy in Lance’s pheromones, like

cedar pheromones suddenly wavered, and his wolf

Adelaide’s heartbeat raced.

its loudness, she might have noticed Lance’s quickening pulse and the slight

protocol. He wanted to walk beside her, supporting

height made true side–by–side walking difficult, it

felt like walking on clouds. The scene was more real

any

dream.

by past pain forever but didn’t expect

wolf eyes gleamed in the shadows. She sensed the thaw in Lance’s pheromones–the sound of years of ice

necklace. The pendant glowed with her heartbeat, weaving