The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 364

Third Person’s POV

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“Alpha Lance, yeni re determined to trample Soulrend Parks pride into the mad with Blackthor’s clas

Old Luna sensed Lance’s cedar aura, an invisible ner suffocating the entire pack. Even the youngest pops whimpered in corners

Rage blinded her. She never expected Lance to be so arrogant, unfazed even by her threats of vide

Blackthorn warriors, bound by park taboos, halted at the inner courtyard edge

Avery stood at the packhouse door, his half–transformed fist paused mid–air, commanding the destructio of the front yard furniture and flower stands. The sound of tearing fabric was shrill in the righ

Alpha Manfred stood in the shadows, fingernails dug into his palms.

Soulrend Pack’s thorny pheromones coiled within him.

He detected Melinda’s jasmine scent mingled with Lance’s cedar aura–a panic–stricken residue from when Dwight shoved her.

Lance’s fury was clearly fueled by Melinda’s grievance, transformed into Blackthorn’s claws to etch an indelible lesson into Soulrend Pack’s territory.

Manfred’s wolf cars drooped. Watching woodchips fly, he realized this wasn’t mere venting but a direct Alpha warning to transgressors.

Dwight stood aloof, nursing his broken teeth–a consequence of being pushed.

spared him

Silverlight Pack intervention, Soulredd Pack harbored false

provoke conflict and draw Lance and Adelaide

was at fault, they had to endure

struck Priscilla, a royal insult,

misconduct post–dismissal–abusing Melinda, favoring a nightclub breeder, and causing

the Soulrend Pack could endure Alpha Lance’s outburst of

a commotion, the matter would not be further pursued to involve

several articles in his mind,

that once these articles were public,

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had a substantial following of

the outery, articles denouncing Alpha Lance would emerge like mushrooms after

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wreak more havoc. The more tyrannical Lance’s actions, the more monstrous Dwight could

with

onlookers.

nonchalant facade belied trembling hands

first encounter with her son’s

courtyard lay in ruins. Inside the packhouse, everything but

wailed, vowing to seek justice at the

restrained her,

wanted to fight desperately, but when she looked at Alpha Lance, she saw no fear in