The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 296

Chapter 296

Third Person’s POV

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Priscilla coaxed Lance in a tone one might use with a child, then turned to see him still standing there and promptly asserted her maternal authority. “What are you waiting for? Take Adelaide back. Look at her icy hands–show some concern!”

Lance was taken aback by his mother’s unusually sharp tone.

Though occasionally scolded as a child, since he’d joined the military, his mother had treated him with increasing reverence, and their relationship had grown distant.

Especially after he left the palace and became the Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack, their relationship grew even more distant.

Their interactions were either polite or dismissive, and this direct rebuke was unprecedented.

Glancing at his mother, Lance took Adelaide’s hand and led her to their room.

Priscilla sat back in her chair, reflecting on how rare it was for her to reprimand him so sternly. Marriage, it seemed, had softened him.

Noticing Paisley still sulking, Priscilla thought of Sidney’s lonely death.

Though not close to Sidney, she’d encountered her several times over the years. Sidney had always been gentle and dignified, kind to everyone in the palace.

As Germain’s mate, she’d died alone in a sanatorium, with even her own daughters shedding no tears for her. Her life had been unbearably tragic.

Priscilla’s eyes welled with tears as she choked out, “Was Sidney peaceful when she passed?”

there, she suffered little at

dying alone without family or spouse

death

a werewolf, the most critical moment was the end–one should never face it alone. Ideally, someone would hold your

empathized with Sidney’s plight, as the thought of departing this world alone was too distressing to

her bath, Adelaide donned an evening gown that exuded

subtly enhanced her features with makeup, hiding her pallor and the dark circles under

was a formal gathering where

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mirror, she took deep breaths to suppress

reminded herself that time would

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adorned in an elegant gown with an exquisite updo hairstyle, her head sparkling with jewels. A pink diamond necklace rested on her chest, shimmering brightly–a gift from Irene. The

hid her entire

mark at the corner of her eye was as

her head, concealing the

took her hand, quietly saying,

sharp suit, he

him and forced a smile, “Alright, we shouldn’t

dressed modestly

ruby necklace she’d planned to wear, recalling Sidney, and also

Cedric emerged

Cedric looked especially adorable.

features, smiled warmly as she adjusted Cedric’s collar and

Luna Adelaide,”

Zelda echoed,