The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 310

Chapter 310

Third Person’s POV

Paisley’s wolf claws suddenly elongated by three inches. The hard keratin layer pierced through her silk gloves, emitting an cerie blue glow.

“What are you doing…”

Willow instinctively backed away but was seized by Paisley’s iron–like wolf claws on her shoulders.

Paisley’s vertical pupils abruptly contracted into blood–moon–like slits. A low growl rumbled in her throat, and her aura crushed down.

Willow’s legs buckled, and she fell to her knees. Fear pheromones from her nape mixed with cheap perfume, creating a pungent, sour stench.

“Remember this—I am Paisley of the Crimson Flame Pack and the Stephens family,” Paisley said, her wolf claws tightening.

The aura of her dominance cascaded over Willow like a tidal wave, unrelenting in its crushing force. “Every time I hear you slander Luna Adelaide–every single time–I’ll make you kneel again,” Paisley growled low in her throat. Her voice carried the weight of her threat, resounding within the hall. Willow trembled, her body trembling under the weight of Paisley’s domineering presence.

The ladies of the Soulrend Pack turned pale with embarrassment and fury. Their pheromones, laced with shame and indignation, filled the room.

This day had brought nothing but disgrace, and they were doubly angered–both by Willow’s insolence and by an outsider’s interference in their pack’s internal affairs.

Melinda’s cedar pheromones suddenly wavered, Her once bright eyes welled with

Clinging to Chloe’s sleeve, she whispered, “Luna Chloe, she… Willow has gone too far.”

coffee cup on the table. The gentle clink echoed

on each person present. In a calm, measured tone, she

her moonstone pendant casting a cool glow on her

tinged with noticeable relief. She recognized Adelaide’s intent. “Luna Adelaide, please feel free. Melinda, see to our

they caught sight of

traces of Willow’s

distinct marks on Willow’s cheeks, the skin swollen from

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Paisley shoved Willow

raised as she addressed Melinda. “Your guest is quite the savage. But I must thank her–Dwight will

she clutched her abdomen and, supported

drained of color, and tears streamed down her

of the villa where she stayed and gently

can she lord over you

doesn’t need to rely on my parents. Besides, even they can’t help

adept at managing pack affairs. With limited savings, his family relied

breeders, each requiring sustenance and provisions. He and Luna Skye were

she

spilled it on my shoes. I said a few words in complaint, and Dwight berated me,” Melinda said, tears streaming as she wiped her eyes, her gaze filled

his child, and he chooses a nightclub call girl

“Please. What’s there to brag about with the Soulrend Pack? If it weren’t for that one standout talent, it

me. I know I’m not as beautiful as Willow, but I’m from a royal

he just sends someone to

Hayden?” Adelaide asked, dabbing at