Chapter 347

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Third Person’s POV

Sabrina covered her face and whimpered like a hurt pup as she flung herself into Rosemary’s

arms.

Her sweet pheromones, laced with a strong aura of grievance, filled the air.

“Mother, Ulrik hit me!” she wailed, her golden eyes flickering with tears..

Rosemary’s bony hand patted her back reassuringly. Calming pheromones, typical of a senior she–wolf, eased Sabrina’s agitation.

She glanced at Ulrik, her eyes clouded with disappointment.

An elder’s invisible aura silently suffused the room.

“You’d strike your own sister over a few words? How can you not break her heart? Rosemary’s voice was deep and weighty. “Even if her intentions weren’t for you, you stand to benefit in the end.”

“I hit her because she insulted our Luna!”

Ulrik growled, cedar pheromones bursting with Alpha ferocity, making the candles flicker. His knuckles whitened, and silver–grey fur pricked through his skin–a sign of his barely contained rage.

Gloria stood by, her heart racing at Ulrik’s defense,

pheromones involuntarily swirled to meet his cedar

was the only way he stood up for her, it

eyes brimmed with

before returning to Sabrina in her arms. “Enough. Leave now. I’ll talk

the room intensified, a

felt suffocated by the

heaved with barely

strode out, his heavy boots

sensing his rage, quickly reined in her

arm, her voice soft and tender. “For defending me like this tonight, I’ll find

pheromones swirled again, this time to

Ulrik’s body stiffened.

Chapter 347

up inside him, dampening his

sharpness faded, replaced by

for Gloria, but for

mere utterance of the word bitch had sent him into

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control

speak of your Lana like that,

only realize the value of something when it’s gone, but by then it’s

couldn’t define his feelings for Adelaide–perhaps

that Adelaide had never loved him stung. If she had, even a little, she wouldn’t have coldly sought to

pricked his

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