Chapter 317

Chapter 317

Third Person’s POV

“You’re the one who messed up!”

Gloria lunged forward, her pheromones turning violent, her claws almost bursting through her fingertips. “The pack’s in trouble, and you’re rich but refuse to help. I’ve covered so many expenses–it’s all documented. You took so much money from Alpha Ulrik but give nothing back. You demand fancy meals and a crowd of servants. Why should I, who supports the entire pack, also support you? It’s not fair!”

With each sentence, her pheromones fluctuated wildly, as if trying to shatter Velda’s indifference.

Her wolf claws opened involuntarily, her nails piercing her gloves, and a wolf–like whine escaped her throat.

“Because you’re stupid!” Velda snorted. Her pheromones shot at Gloria like arrows, forcing her back.

you think

“Do you think the Bloodmoon Pack will turn against me because of your tears and rage? Do can remove the pack guards here? I’ll turn the Bloodmoon Pack upside down if you don’t leave.”

She turned and left, her steps steady, as if everything was under her control.

Gloria stood there, her pheromones in chaos, her claws trembling at her sides, nails digging into her palms.

really pushing me

with anger. “Did you know Adelaide came to the Bloodmoon

eyes narrowed, her muscles tensing, a fierce look flashing in her

what? Let her gloat if

you

you. Can’t you apologize to the Stormridge Pack again? You’re not just hurting the

sounds so convenient,” Velda

wrong with the way I refer to him? Isn’t

He’s your mate, then you handle

attitude is this?”

attitude is—get out and don’t bother

Gloria trembled with rage.

especially since they were from the same pack and

had offered to use her personal funds to support the Bloodmoon. Pack but felt deeply wronged

commander, and I’m from the Ironclaw Pack. How dare you treat

sneered. “Oh? Are you threatening to have your brother and the Royal Army kill me? Or

felt helpless. “You’re nothing but a hooligan! How could Alpha Ulrik ever choose you? You must have seduced him on the battlefield. You and

liked me. As for comparing me to Adelaide–what is she? A mated she–wolf

she–wolf with no shame,” she

almost cried. “I’ll tell

I’ll wait!” Velda turned and walked into the house, leaving

over her shoulder, “A mated she–wolf with no

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