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.”

the table. The gentle clink

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

turning to Chloe, her moonstone pendant casting a cool glow on her collarbone, she asked,

with noticeable relief. She recognized Adelaide’s intent. “Luna Adelaide, please feel

guided Adelaide outside. Just then, they caught sight of Willow

of Willow’s

cheeks, the skin swollen from

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approach, Paisley shoved Willow away with disdain. “Scram!”

to her feet, chin still defiantly raised as she addressed Melinda. “Your guest is quite the savage. But I must thank her–Dwight will only dote on

abdomen and, supported by an

face drained of color, and tears streamed down

hall of the villa where she stayed and gently dabbed at her

she lord over you

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

he adept at managing pack affairs. With limited savings, his family relied on income from their inherited

maintained several breeders, each requiring sustenance and provisions. He and Luna Skye were simply unable to

she

she deliberately spilled it on my shoes. I said a few words in complaint, and Dwight berated me,” Melinda said, tears

this? I’m carrying his child, and he chooses a nightclub call girl as his breeder.

Soulrend Pack? If it weren’t for that one standout

as beautiful as Willow, but I’m from a royal family.

someone to ask after

Hayden?” Adelaide asked,