Chapter 366

Third Person’s POV

As Paisley finished speaking, Willow’s mint pheromones abruptly grew chaotic, like gauze shredded by a

gale.

Her wolf eyes contracted in shock, their clear green hue clouding instantly, and her face paled.

But this lapse lasted only a second. The next moment, her eyes reddened and her wolf ears flattened in grievance.

As tears welled up, her mint pheromones carried a calculated fragility, like a sapling bent by a storm: “W- what are you talking about?”

The wolf eyes of Alpha Manfred and others shrank in unison. Soulrend Pack’s signature thorny pheromones fluctuated violently with shock.

They stared at Willow as if trying to peel back her refined facade.

Manfred’s knuckles whitened, his wolf claws curling subconsciously in his palms. The thorny scent trembled with disbelief—was she actually Madison’s daughter?

The rest of the pack was in an uproar, whispered conversations tangling pheromones into knots. Madison’s only daughter, Wanda, was well–known as royalty. How could there be another child?

Paisley’s cedar pheromones sharpened like a blade. She lifted her chin slightly, her wolf eyes glinting with mockery. “You can’t deny it. I’ve uncovered every detail of this affair.”

Her aura pricked Weedles. “You think your little secrets could stay hidden from Luna Adelaide?”

like

it’s not true, Willow

pheromones flickered like a

were Madison’s daughter, how would I have ended up in a place like Red

puppy–like whimpers, softening the

his body. His dark green wolf eyes flared with protective rage, thorny pheromones wrapping Willow in

hand, trying to soothe her chaotic

Lance’s golden–red eyes flashed coldly. Cedar dominance pierced the air

with contempt, froze Dwight’s thorny

pheromones flowed steadily, carrying unshakable certainty. “She is indeed

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she infiltrated

“Luna Adelaide, Luna Adelaidel”

pheromones surged. He strode forward but was

cedar dominance.

urgency, he growled in a voice tinged with wolf vibration, “Luna Adelaide, please clarify, Is she… truly

suppressed pheromones hung like a poorly told

turned razor–sharp. “Ask me,” she said. “I

eyes gleamed with icy judgment. Her dominance pricked Willow

breeder in the

from childhood to please men with pheromones, her neck glands bear faint traces of countless Alpha

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