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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

digging blood–streaked grooves into her palms, “Lance, are you deliberately sending them to bully

protect Dwight but was slammed

already indecisive, was how completely flustered at seeing

golden–red vertical pupils pinned

this between Soulrend Pack and me.” Lance’s cedar aura

Perhaps Luna Skye should check on

on Howell, his

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of reconciliation:

rumbled from Lance’s throat. Cedar

bowls, his golden–red eyes locked onto Howell. “He’s already been given time. He chose

like a poisoned blade,

the royal family of bullying.” Lance’s golden- red

laced with the Blackthorn Pack’s bloodiness swirled like a

warriors, Use their claws to trim

his warriors entered, their Blackthorn Pack–specific iron–rust pheromones instantly flooding the

weapon–less, their beast–transformed fists were veined and

by years of combat into weapons sharper

powder by beast–transformed feet, and the tearing of fabric sent Soulrend Pack members curling up,

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

defensive aura. Wormwood

the pack

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