The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

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.

oppose him,” Sidney rásped, her voice

Sidney’s nape cracked with ice crystals, a sign of a werewolf’s impending

suffocating fear in Sidney’s pheromones, overshadowing any

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

the “doting breeder,” Adelaide’s

incompetent and

Blue Ridge State overlooked the recruitment happening

would Erasmus know about Fairfax

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had been so brazen

Sidney grew weak

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lunch and dinner, even

improving and was overjoyed, encouraging Sidney to rest and promising spring would

smiled and agreed,

up in her relief, missed the silent sigh

were roused by Arnold’s knock and her

gasping as if surfacing from a deep

peacefully

had kept vigil, discovered her lifeless in the early hours when checking

didn’t make it through the year and passed away

Christmas’s Eve morning. Upon hearing the news, he held Adelaide close,

was eerily calm,

curled inward, a silver–blue droplet sliding from

scent, she sensed Sidney’s final pheromones–moon grass and