A Female Alpha’s Revenge

hapter 356

“Third Person’s POV

Adelaide sat knitting a sweater and glanced at the letter. “You’ve not only cleared yourself from this case, but you’re also getting to the truth. It’s a win–win situation,” she remarked.

Lance watched her needles fly, gradually shaping a duck.

After a moment, he said. “It’s more than a win–win. It’s a triple gain. Now everyone knows I insisted on a retrial, and not just any retrial–a special commissioner’s retrial. Someone’s trying to take me down, but I’ll use their scheme to boost my public support and leave them seething”

Adelaide smiled gently and returned to her knitting.

Curious, Lance asked, “Who’s the duck for?”

“It’s for Melinda’s baby–a little sweater. As an aunt, I should show some affection, she replied.

Lance frowned. “The thought’s sweet, but buying a gift would be simpler. The pack has professional weavers. Your hands are meant for weapons, not needles. It’s a bit of a waste, don’t you think?”

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Adelaide rolled her eyes. “I know you think my knitting’s not great, but Ivy says I’ve improved, and I actually enjoy it noveldrama

Lance thought to himself that she did like it as a child, even if she lacked talent.

He inquired about Melinda. “How’s she holding up? Dwight’s been ousted–surely he’s cooled down?”

Adelaide shook her head. “He’s all ‘true love. How could be cool down? He’s not only unrestrained but now won’t even visit Melinda’s room.”

“True love?” Lance grimaced. “That’s an insult to that term. What about his breeder–the merchant’s daughter?”

“She’s rarely seen him,” Adelaide said, her face flushing with anger.

“She’s only twenty, from a family that’s a far cry from the Soulrend Pack. She’s trapped, a pawn in her father’s and brother’s deals. Did she willingly choose to be Dwight’s breeder?”

“Outsiders say she volunteered, Ivy interjected as she brought in the soup.

Adelaide retorted, “They claim she chose it. But who cares about her true feelings? Who bothers to see that she might just want a stable, ordinary life with a plain mate?”

Lance was touched by her words. You’ve hardly interacted with her, yet you champion her… You genuinely empathize with she–wolves, unlike some who preach equality but secretly disdain them.

Adelaide was taken aback, recalling Velda.

Velda had posed as a role model for she–wolves, claiming to fight for their rights, yet beneath it all, she

held them in contempt.

DIE THU, 17 Du H

At that moment, Beata announced, “Luna Adelaide, Georgina has arrived.”

“Show her to the conference hall at once, Adelaide said, rising quickly, wondering if the evening visit signaled some urgency.

Lately, Georgina and Paige had dropped by occasionally, but always during the day, never in the

evening.

Although Lance and Georgina hadn’t crossed paths often during his time in the Shadow Peaks, they’d met a few times since she’d come to the capital and were aware of each other’s affiliations.

“I’ll go with you. If she’s come this late, it must be important, Lance offered.

In the conference hall, Georgina sat with a cup of coffee. She didn’t wait for it to cool and drank it straight away, clearly parched.

Seeing Adelaide and Lance enter, she didn’t stand but simply greeted them by name.

“Georgina!” the couple chorused.

“Take a seat. I’ll make it quick,’ she said, her tone calm as always.

When she was this composed, it usually meant something urgent.

“Is something wrong with Melinda?” Adelaide asked, pulling Lance into a chair.

Georgina nodded gravely. “Earlier, we said we wouldn’t usually intervene, but tonight I lost my cool. I decked that son of a gun and knocked out two of his teeth.”

“I figured I should let you know, Adelaide. If he tries to use our status to cause trouble, just hit him again. I couldn’t hold back tonight, I only got half my anger out.” she added.

“What did he do to make you hit him?” Adelaide asked.

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“Willow, who was under house arrest, was released a few days ago. She came Paige and I didn’t let her in, but today she deliberately tripped on the stone steps, grazed her scalp, and then told Dwight it was Melinda who pushed her. Dwight, of course, believed the obvious lie and stormmed over to confront Melinda, Georgina explained.

She then asked, “Another coffee? I’ve finished this one.”

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