Chapter 316

Chapter 316

Third Person’s POV

Adelaide looked at Melinda’s red–swollen eyes. She tried to hide her face with a folding fan.

Adelaide sighed, “So you knew I came, but still didn’t want to see me?”

Melinda spoke nasally, “My eyes are such a mess. I can’t let you see me now.”

Adelaide glanced at them, “True, they’re swollen like balloons.”

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“Adelaide…” Melind

a’s voice choked up again, “Because of that day’s affair, he comes to scold me every day. How can he be so heartless?”

Adelaide frowned, “He scolds you, and you won’t retort?”

“I…” Tears streamed down Melinda’s face again, “I don’t know how to do that.”

Adelaide couldn’t help but shake her head. She turned to Georgiana and asked, “Can you curse?”

“Oh, I’m great at that,” Georgiana said.

“Good. If Dwight comes to curse Melinda in the future, you curse him back. Remember one thing—if he curses, you curse back. If he lays a hand on her, you do the same.”

“That’s just perfect,” Georgiana replied.

Melinda

They know some fighting skills and medical

Adelaide,” Melinda’s tears

crying! How does

Dwight, who is from a weaker pack and family, and you still suffer humiliation.

she added, “Can’t you cheer up? You are the future Alpha’s mate. In this pack, no one can truly bully

how he treats me. How can he repeatedly argue with

for yourself and the baby? If you keep

tears and nodded,

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but she had to send someone to help

comforting her, she bid farewell and returned to the Blackthorn

caught a trash–dumper today and beat him

pack guard kicking a civilian upon returning. She learned he was

Pack and Penelope, Gloria was

with a gauzy veil over her face, was practicing combat

silver moonlight gleamed on the Frostfang Pack emblem of her cloak, casting an

the sword, savoring the dignity and pride

group of pack guards,

betrayed her rage and anxiety. Her wolf claws slightly spread

“Velda, you fool!”

pheromones. “Do you think covering your face hides your shame? The Bloodmoon Pack has become the capital’s laughing stock, no,

her practice and pressed the longsword to Gloria’s

blade, cold and gleaming, mirrored her

in the moonlight, exuded cedar authority, forcing the surrounding

voice was like a glacial crevice, her

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