A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

“Soulrend Pack may have its issues, but it’s none of your business, Priscilla!” the old Luna of Soulrend Pack slammed her cane on the ground with a resounding “thud.”

“Even a Lycan Luma shouldn’t meddle in others‘ affairs. Besides, Dwight has already been disciplined–he’s been suspended and even lost two teeth to Melinda’s assgeintes. Has our pack caused Melinda any trouble?”

“How dare you continue to harass Melinda? Do you even know the meaning of respect? Priscilla retorted with a cold snort, showing no respect for the elderly woman.

Alpha Manfred, noticing the old Luna’s face turning pale, quickly intervened. “Mother, let’s talk this through calmly…” noveldrama

“Silence!” the old Luna roared, her fury unmistakable.

“You good–for–nothing! With outsiders bullying our pack, you still cower here? Move aside!”

After composing herself with a few deep breaths, she locked eyes with Priscilla

“Respect? What respect? Melinda, despite her royal blood, became part of our Soulrend Pack. She should follow her mate’s lead. Instead, she sows discord, manipulating Adelaide to report her own mate over trivial matters. She’s embraced the worst traits of jealousy and narrow–mindedness!”

Priscilla’s eyes widened in shock. Was she talking about Adelaide, the one who had always protected her son even before officially joining their pack?

With a clang, Priscilla’s cup hit the floor, shattering into pieces as she roared, “You old hag! Don’t push me to slap you myself!”

The

room fell silent.

Even the old Luna was stunned–she couldn’t believe Priscilla would act so uninhibited.

Priscilla stood up and strode toward the old Luna.

Pointing her finger at her, she hissed, “You’ve raised a shameless grandson and have the audacity to speak out of turn before me? Accusing Melinda of inciting Adelaide to report that despicable creature–where’s your evidence? If you can’t produce it today, I’ll tear your Soulrend Pack apart!”

“You.. you…” the old Luna stammered, her lips trembling with rage.

“Priscilla, this is Soulrend Pack territory! How dare you speak so arrogantly?”

“And what will you do about it?” Priscilla sneered.

“You sit there all high and mighty before me? In terms of status, even royal princesses bow to me, not so mention Adelaide, the mate of the old Lycan King’s son. When did it become your place to rosyip behind

her back?”

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“The inspector’s report on your despicable grandson is a royal matter and has nothing to do with Adelaide If he were decent, no one could report him. As a graduate of a prestigious school, instead of alleviating Lycan Erasmus’s burdens, he indulges in petty family matters, siding with his lover and neglecting hb. mate. A person like him deserves the public scom that the Bloodmoon Pack receives.”

“Vulgar! How uncultured!”

Dwight, pale with anger, set aside Willow in his arms and rushed to shield his grandmother.

He snapped at Priscilla, “Priscilla, I respect you as……..”

Priscilla’s slap landed on Dwight’s face with such force that she nearly lost her balance.

Fortunately, Paisley caught her just in time.

Once steady, Priscilla swung her hand again and slapped him once more. “When did it become your turn to speak? Do you even know your place?”

After receiving two slaps, Dwight’s precious young master image was shattered. Feeling humiliated in front of his beloved, he roared at Priscilla, “You bully people with your power! Wait and see, I’ll write an article to denounce you tomorrow!”

“Silence, Dwight!” Alpha Manfred, seeing the situation spiraling out of control, barked.

Other members of the pack stepped in to drag Dwight and Willow away.

But the old Luna, nearly fainting from rage, commanded fiercely, “No one is to take him away! What’s his mistake? Today, they’ve overstepped too far!”

Priscilla stood before her and spat coldly, “Shameless old woman! You can’t tell right from wrong. pampering such a good–for–nothing and neglecting the future heir’s offspring! Your mother was just a breeder. You learned those despicable tricks from your breeder mother, harboring deep–seated resentment toward your noble mate. If you could become a breeder for your Alpha, why did you fight to be his Luna instead?”

She knew it was this old woman who had spoiled Dwight and allowed Wow into the pack.

The old Luna’s vision blurred, and she nearly fainted from anger.

-After a moment, she managed to point at Priscilla and stammer, “1… I will go to the palace and inform

Lycan Clarissa. You’ve overstepped!”

“Go ahead and complain, you old hag!

Priscilla retorted arrogantly. “Clarissa is my sister, but she’s reasonable. If she learns how your pack treats Melinda, she might be so furious that your Soulrend Pack’s territory won’t be safe. Then where will you be as your old Luna?”

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