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.

it was a bit thin, but the room’s constant temperature kept her warm

Adelaide’s stuffy nose from crying cleared up, and

omega messenger reported that Lance had drunk too much and would return

than

never seen a mating ceremony

cold dishes to be

pre–prepared and re–cooked

the champagne was

suddenly remembered something, “Ivy, are

during her mating

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making her feel embarrassed.

Ivy comforted her. “It was Ulrik’s brother who

helped Lance

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

of champagne and cigars, having clearly

Lance had enjoyed conversations with the Warscar Training Camp members, drinking champagne from the

worriedly asked Tommy, “Is

kitchen is boiling honey lemon water,” Tommy whispered, “He just mumbled,

taken aback, recalling the token Ivy had mentioned, and noticed

nodded and hurried back to prepare hot water for Lance’s

Beata rushed in, sounding urgent, “He was plied with champagne by Irene and Craig. Tommy said he drank out

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

Wasn’t that just bullying?

so many classmates present, they could drink him to the point of bloodline