The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 303

Chapter 303

Third Person’s POV

After two days of freezing rain, it took over a month for various departments to settle matters,

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The disaster affected not just the capital but also the Blue Ridge State, leaving many people homeless. In royal and powerful werewolf circles, a revered old lady known as the “Incarnation of the Moon” resided.

She was Penelope Carpenter, the former Luna of the Stormridge Pack. At ninety–three, she was still healthy but seldom went out.

However, the severity of the freezing rain disaster compelled her to send her grandchildren and great- grandchildren to assess the damage.

Their reports left her unable to rest.

The next day, accompanied by several younger relatives, Penelope personally visited major packs to raise funds.

Despite her high standing and the harsh cold, she walked from door to door. Officials‘ families, moved by her efforts, donated generously, each contributing varying amounts.

These acts of kindness offered some comfort.

When Penelope arrived at the Blackthorn Pack, Adelaide greeted her and invited her in, offering hot cocoa and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.

of cocoa and asked

a check for one hundred thousand dollars on the table alongside the

surprise as she looked at Adelaide, her fingers

had only collected seven thousand dollars and was

spoke up, “Bring the check folder and give Penelope

supported her son’s mate

rose abruptly, tears

urged,

younger relatives were also

for our exhausted grandmother. But upon knocking, Velda insulted her, calling her a beggar at her age—it was humiliating! Our grandmother has never kept a

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“Hush!” Penelope sharply interrupted.

of the Bloodmoon Pack’s history with Adelaide, she didn’t want to dwell on

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didn’t mean to. Seeing Priscilla and Luna Adelaide donate so selflessly, I

so flustered that she rambled incoherently, fearing Adelaide might

Adelaide’s old adversary and immediately flared up, exclaiming,

cause is just. Doing good always invites criticism. She endures such hardships to be called the ‘Incarnation of the Moon.

Ignore the ill–intentioned and

quite adept at thinking

are right, and I truly believe that. If you’re afraid of criticism, you shouldn’t have done it in the first place. I used my private savings to make a batch of cotton coats before, but it was

your kindness,”

no blessings, only a clear conscience,”