The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 256

Chapter 256

Third Person’s POV

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The design of Adelaide and Lance’s future villa blended intelligence and wilderness—outside the master bedroom was a bath fed by geothermal hot springs. Hot water gurgled through stone channels into an indoor pool, keeping it warm even in the coldest seasons, and it was especially abundant tonight.

The stylist removed Adelaide’s makeup, and even without it, her beauty was striking.

She changed into a purple–red silk nightdress with butterfly embroidery, a plum blossom pattern at the waist, and a matching lightweight robe.

After removing her veil, she tied her hair into a high ponytail with a purple ribbon, looking both charming and radiant.

For the mating ceremony, she had prepared many new clothes.

With gifts from the Blackthorn Pack, her closet was filled with Italian silk and French satin.

Clothes were categorized by season, with over ten shades of red alone, and embroidery as fine as haute

couture.

Fur coats hung in a temperature–controlled closet, five of them in silver fox and purple mink.

Looking at these gifts, Adelaide felt she had enough fabric for a lifetime.

The nightdress she wore was made of deep purple Italian silk with 3D butterfly embroidery, and a matching robe that shimmered like pearls under the light.

Though it was loungewear, the tailoring was exquisite, highlighting her porcelain skin and the beauty mark above her eyebrow.

the room’s

hot bath, Adelaide’s stuffy nose from crying cleared up, and she

omega messenger reported that Lance had drunk too much

than

a mating ceremony last this long -it was clearly

to be replaced with freshly

were pre–prepared and re–cooked

the champagne was

“Ivy, are there more

the Bloodmoon Pack’s deliberate humiliation during

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making her feel embarrassed.

was intentional,” Ivy comforted her. “It was Ulrik’s brother who hired

they spoke, Tommy helped Lance to the

hurried to support him. Lance nearly leaned half his weight on her, but her combat training kept

and cigars, having clearly drunk

Lance had enjoyed conversations with the Warscar Training Camp members, drinking champagne from the Ancient Moon Pack. After resting briefly in the

asked Tommy, “Is the

water,” Tommy whispered, “He just mumbled, ‘Is the scarf still there? Must

Ivy had mentioned, and noticed Adelaide’s

hurried back to prepare hot water

helped Lance sit on a stone couch covered with thick furs. Just as she settled him, Beata rushed in, sounding urgent,

a flicker of confusion and anger in her golden eyes, her pheromones carrying a hint of irritation. “Irene actually

Wasn’t that just bullying?

they could drink