The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 362

Chapter 362

Third Person’s POV

#5F Cons

“Why do you gef to decide what happens in our pack? Who do you think you are?” the old Luna roared, abandoning her cane and shoving Priscilla

Priscilla dramatically fell to the ground, exclaiming, “You actually dared to hit me? Soulrend Pack would assault royalty–they clearly hold the royal family in contempt!”

The entire Soulrend Pack froze.

Priscilla, who had moments ago been hurling insults with abandon, now played the wronged party, squeezing out a few tears.

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Meanwhile, Adelaide and Lance had been in the carriage heading to Soulrend Pack for over half an hour.

Some matters required discretion, but if Priscilla was being wronged, intervention was not only justified but necessary.

This was precisely what Adelaide had instructed Paisley to convey to Priscilla: to berate and even strike first if needed, and once enraged, to fall to the ground, providing ample justification for their involvement.

As Paisley dragged Willow away. Paige had taken the opportunity to dash to the Silverlight Pack, reporting that Priscilla was causing a scene at Soulrend Pack.

Alpha Howell and Luna Skye were both shocked.

Given Priscilla’s fiery temperament, this could escalate into a full–blown feud between the two packs.

long wished to visit her daughter,

fearing the worst, Alpha Howell

vehicles arrived almost simultaneously at the

Pack

stepped out first. Alpha Howell followed, turning to assist

Lance greeted them coolly, “Alpha

acknowledged. The couple’s unexpected presence caught Alpha Howell off guard.

why are

Howell had intended to stop Priscilla’s antics but was now

said, “We heard Melinda had an incident

turned cold, a flash of ferocity in his eyes “Melinda was bullied? Let’s go

it’s not…” Alpha Howell hesitated, attempting to explain it was

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already holding Adelaide’s hand, strode purposefully into Soulrend Pack’s

Lance arrives, Luna Adelaide arrives! Alpha Howell

entered, the gathered ones rose to greet

their pheromones and

cedar–scented dominance pressed down like a physical force, freezing

of Lance, Priscilla’s lavender pheromones

since she felt wronged, “Soulrend Pack has overstepped! They pushed me–they hold royalty in utter

necklace trembled with her agitation, emitting a

cedar dominance crushed the air, forcing every

been attempting to project defiance, wilted

her