A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

Adelaide’s group departed in two batches.

Leonidas, Avery, and Digby left first in a jeep.

Paisley and Adelaide weren’t incapable of driving an off–road vehicle, but Lynette couldn’t endure a long journey in one and had to accompany Adelaide in a more comfortable minivan.

Traveling overnight was a novel experience for Lynette. In fact, she rarely veritured far from home, especially to a place as distant as Frostbite Town.

She wasn’t nervous, but filled with worry. During the drive, Adelaide filled her in on the whole situation.

Lynette didn’t shed another tear– his strength would be her strength.

The car journey was rough. The road was bumpy, and the rushed trip was torturous for Lynette.

The bumpy ride proved taxing. After half an hour, noticing Lynette’s pallor and her hand clutching her chest, Adelaide asked, “Are you carsick? Shall I ask the driver to slow down?”

Lynette waved her hand. “No, don’t slow down. I can’t wait to get to Frostbite Town. Despite appearances, I can endure hardship.”

Adelaide retrieved some plum candy from her bag. “Try this. It might help.”

“Thanks.” Lynette popped a piece into her mouth. The sweet–sour tang eased her nausea.

In Frostbite Town, Lance had his car modified with a soft pad for Marsh to lie flat and cushion the pain from the bumps.

A military doctor traveled with them, fanning him and monitoring his condition.

Tad, who had kept a low profile until now, emerged to see them off He prepared the best off–road vehicle for them.

He didn’t exchange glances with Eugene, who simply bid farewell and boarded the vehicle.

As Eugene prepared to leave, Tad called out, “Eugene!”

Eugene turned. “How may I assist you, Alpha Tad?”

Tad, noting Eugene’s weathered appearance, felt a pang of sadness. “I’m glad you’re alive.”

Eugene smiled. “Thank you. Farewell.”

Seeing Eugene sit in the car despite his injuries, moving nimbly with good posture and a straight back, it was clear his charm remained!

Tad actually admired Eugene the most, but it’s a pity that the bond between him and Gloria has han

severed.

Stewart and Abbot escorted them to Frostbite Town. With no ongoing conflict, th an issue. Tad didn’t hold them back, understatiding the brothers desire to reunite after yer

Safe travels, Alpha Lance,” Thd called out. Lance waved without turning back and drove off. noveldrama

Klein wouldn’t linger in Frostbite Town but would head straight back to the Shadow Peaks For now, then routes aligned.

Due to Marsh’s condition, they traveled slowly.

Klein and Lance sat upfront.

“Without wars on the Southern Border, things would be better. But if war breaks out, Tad would surely fail,” Klein remarked, his keen insight piercing Lance’s thoughts,

He’s met Tad only a few times, but he can instantly tell if someone’s weak or strong, cowardly or confident, or a mix of these traits.

Tad lacks the confidence a commander should have. His confidence is feigned, revealing an inner weakness.

Lance acknowledged Tad’s tendency to seek glory. “He’s good at seizing the spotlight. In the capital, he avoids controversy. He’s accumulated some military merits, probably through luck.”

“Of course, he’s good at grabbing credit. Otherwise, why would Lycan Erasmus value him? He’s easy to control–no real talent, so he doesn’t overstep. The more he does, the more mistakes he makes. Even a fool knows that,” Klein added.

Lance smirked at Klein’s sharp tongue.

From here to Frostbite Town, Lance could make it in a day driving fast, but at their current speed, it’d take four or five days.

Coincidentally, it also takes about four or five days to drive from the capital to Frostbite Town at a fast pace, so the timings align.

Throughout the journey, everyone’s mood was heavy, constantly worrying about Marsh’s condition.

His high fever persisted, and though the doctor used portable treatment equipment and medicine—giving him fever–reducers and applying ointments–the effects were minimal.

Even Doctor Digby’s medicine, while slightly more effective than conventional drugs, couldn’t significantly improve his condition.

Marsh occasionally regained consciousness, weakly asking, “Are we back in our territory?”

Upon confirmation, he would manage a faint smile before slipping back into delirium.

The military doctor noted that prolonged high fever could cause confusion and memory issues–normal physiological responses.