The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 274

Chapter 274

Third Person’s POV

Irene spoke sternly, “You can’t stay by her side forever. Everyone must live their own life. Besides, is the city really a place to stay? Even if it were, it’s not a place for us from the Warscar Training Camp

Irene had no fondness for the capital or its royal werewolves.

Yet, Lance’s character was beyond reproach, and his reclamation of the southern border had preserved the nation’s territory, earning her reluctant acceptance.

But whether hearts remain unchanged still required time’s proof.

Initially, Lance had intended to be her student, but Irene had hesitated to take in a royal Lycan’s descendant.

It was Klein who inexplicably took a liking to him and accepted him.

Irene had once thought such a privileged prince would never endure the training’s hardships and looked down on him.

Little did she know, Lance spent a month each year on the mountain under Klein’s guidance and trained diligently in the capital the rest of the time, achieving remarkably high combat skills.

Irene sighed, letting the others chat while she went to find Klein and Lance.

Lance, now mated with Adelaide, was family, and she couldn’t maintain her teacher’s authority anymore.

After a long chat, Adelaide took Lance and Cedric to the Moonlight Altar. After praying to the Moon Goddess, Adelaide knelt, and Lance followed suit.

Seeing his promptness, Adelaide’s eyes welled up.

a hushed voice, she said, “Father, Mother, Brothers, I have found my

Mother, I will obey Auntie Adelaide

and will never allow the pack to have a breeder. Adelaide is my

tears fell. She understood why

Ulrik

Lance, as royalty,

but wouldn’t entrust her

had mistaken fish eyes

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now clear. Though the future might not be smooth, having a devoted companion was better than her lonely days in the

introduced Cedric to Irene

Camp, meals were silent, especially with Klein present. The dining etiquette rivaled that of noble

glances at Irene, Craig, and Prunella,

thinking of their imminent departure from the capital,

leftovers as the group lingered in the meeting hall,

over, “Cedric, come

Cedric approached promptly, “Hello.”

want to be as skilled as your aunt, one of

but within the Warscar Training Camp,

Cedric nodded vigorously, “Yes!”

to take Cedric to

do you want to learn

was too narrow, “And to be like my grandfather and father,

being a hero requires hardship and toil. Can