Chapter 292

Chapter 292

Third Person’s POV

Sidney gripped Adelaide’s wrist tightly, glancing outside, her breathing labored.

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The ashen wolf fur at the back of her neck brushed against the silver bracelet on Adelaide’s wrist. Cedar pheromones mixed with a shuddering tone, “Listen to me, Germain’s no good. He and Madison have been scheming secretly for years.”

Adelaide’s moon mark blazed hot at the nape of her neck. Silver–blue blood beads welled from her elongated claws.

“What?” she gasped.

Her pupils slit like ice in the candlelight. The Alpha presence of the Shadowfang Pack surged, frost spreading across the carpet. The hot cocoa Paisley brought in trembled and rippled.

Adelaide swiftly dismissed everyone and posted Paisley on guard.

Paisley stood at the door, her ears flattened from the Alpha aura.

“Sidney, what do you mean?” Adelaide pressed.

Sidney’s head sagged. Her sulfur pheromones reeked of fear. “For years, he’s been secretly recruiting private forces in Blue Ridge State, funded by Madison and Maya. Those werewolves are hidden on Madison’s private land.”

Adelaide’s claws dug into the sandalwood table, silver–blue blood freezing the five deep grooves.

She knew Madison’s territory–the land granted by the old Lycan King, still marked with the Moon Goddess’s totem at the borders.

him,” Sidney rásped, her voice

a sign of a werewolf’s impending collapse. “He’s far more complex

the suffocating fear in

breeder‘ card, but it was all for show–to mislead Lycan Erasmus,”

about the “doting breeder,” Adelaide’s wolf roared deafeningly in her mind, making her temples

thought Germain was incompetent and lazy. Even Adelaide had

spies in Blue Ridge State overlooked the recruitment happening on

there–how would Erasmus

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wonder Madison had been so brazen in her

grew weak

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December twenty–second, her spirits unexpectedly rallied. She ate lunch and dinner,

overjoyed, encouraging Sidney to rest and promising spring would bring

and agreed,

in her relief, missed the

were roused by Arnold’s knock

bolted upright, gasping as if surfacing from a

had passed peacefully

had kept vigil, discovered her lifeless in the

the year and passed

Eve morning. Upon hearing the news,

eerily calm, her

a silver–blue droplet sliding from her bitten

wood scent, she sensed Sidney’s

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