Chapter 302

Chapter 302

Third Person’s POV

Lance’s heart ached.

She smiled when happy, but hid her tears when sad, showing him only a calm facade.

Adelaide had never declared her love. The only time she mentioned it to Cedric, it sounded like a child’s lullaby.

Yet he chose to believe it, clinging to it for comfort.

Lance harbored some resentment toward Erasmus.

Returning from the southern border, he’d hoped to court Adelaide properly before proposing. But Erasmus’s words turned his plans into a rushed wedding.

Fortunately, Adelaide knew his proposal had been sincere.

Adelaide slept fitfully until dawn.

With Priscilla staying at the palace, she wasn’t expected to pay morning calls.

But soon, New Year fireworks woke her.

After staring at the ceiling for a while, she got up and dressed.

Beata entered to help with her hair, mentioning, “Alpha Lance left early for the packhouse to receive military officials.”

“Did their mates come too?” Adelaide asked.

As the Blackthorn Pack’s Luna, she needed to entertain guests‘ mates.

“No mates. They’re all military personnel,” Beata replied.

“Is Paisley up yet?”

her pale face. “Put some blush on. I don’t want

want to see them,

sleeps so late? Only Alpha Lance would pamper you

tossed the blush box at her.

her toe, kicked it back, and said, “So rude

the box and handed

for a moment. I need a private

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“Just say it, Paisley. No need

She left, chuckling.

she couldn’t match Adelaide’s

my cousin Mona agreed to it. She begged outside his door all night, frozen stiff, before he

“Does Mona know

Wendy told her everything,”

why agree?” Adelaide picked up

Paisley despised foolishness.

ambitious,

told Wendy herself,”

accessory.

clinging

understand other women thinking that way. But the Stephens family is a prominent southern clan, centuries–old and ever prosperous. Why should your she–wolves attach themselves to other powerful packs? Wouldn’t it be better

I call her stupid,” Paisley

just wealth. He left the capital this morning.

we surveilling him?”

course,” Paisley pinched

laughed these past few days. If I had

her hand away. “You don’t even have a mate,

frogs are hard to find, but two–legged men aren’t,” Paisley quipped, though

anyone.

desire to mate with

but royal affairs were enough to

she deemed no

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