The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Third Person’s POV

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Dwight’s chest heaved with Soulrend Pack’s signature thorny pheromones. His dark green wolf eyes. narrowed to slits with rage, betrayed his disdain for the royal family’s intimidation tactics.

“It’s Priscilla who’s bullying us with her power,” he spat, his fangs piercing his lower lip. Blood and themy pheromones burst forth, openly defying Lance’s cedar dominance.

Not a flicker of emotion crossed Lance’s golden–red vertical pupils. The icy cedar aura tightened abruptly. like invisible chains strangling Dwight’s throat.

Too talkative. Tommy, hit him.”

Without even looking up, Lance’s royal aura had already frozen the air. Omegas flattened their ears in terror, trembling violently.

Tommy strode in, his wrist already showing dark blue veins of beastly transformation. Wolf claws burst half–an–inch from his fingertips, rust–flavored gales slicing across Dwight’s cheek.

A crisp “smack” echoed–not just a slap, but Lance’s aura crushing Dwight through Tommy.

Dwight was sent flying into a pillar. The thorny pheromones burst like crushed berries, mixing with blood and spattering the floor.

The second slap came with Tommy’s fully transformed wolf claws. Steel–like nails scraped Dwight’s jaw, leaving five bloody marks.

Dwight’s face swelled instantly. His dark green wolf eyes scattered with pain and humiliation, yet he still struggled to release weak dominance.

“You’ve gone too far, Alpha Lance! he snarled, blood and broken fang were nearly extinguished.

ig. The thorny pheromones

old Luna’s wormwood pheromones boiled with rage. She rushed to Dwight’s side, claws digging blood–streaked grooves into

soothing aura to protect Dwight but was slammed back by Lance’s cedar dominance,

indecisive, was how completely flustered at seeing Dwight

pupils pinned him in place–the surging

Howell, I suggest you stay out of this between Soulrend Pack and me.” Lance’s cedar aura carried a

well. Perhaps Luna Skye

aura pressed down on Howell,

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reconciliation: “This must be a misunderstanding

growl rumbled from Lance’s throat. Cedar dominance

locked onto Howell. “He’s already been given time. He chose to reject

air froze like a poisoned

Pack dared to lay hands on Priscilla and accused the royal family of bullying.” Lance’s golden-

Pack’s bloodiness swirled like a blizzard.

“Have him bring the Blackthorn Pack warriors,

and his warriors entered, their Blackthorn Pack–specific iron–rust

their beast–transformed fists were veined and knuckles shone with a dark

by years of combat into

with the wolves‘ low growls. Wooden tables shattered under iron fists, porcelain was crushed to powder by beast–transformed feet, and the tearing of fabric sent Soulrend Pack members curling up, ears flattened,

century–old glory. Her wolf eyes, enraged and deep–green, declared, “Alpha Lance, Soulrend Pack will not be trampled

aura.

abruptly released the pack entangled Lance’s