A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

Alpha Germain and his Blue Abyss Pack family had settled back in the capital.

After visiting Lycan Clarissa and Lycan Erasmus at the royal palace, he headed to the Blackthorn Pack with his new Luna, Sadi, and his breeder, Maya.

Lance, on leave today, was at the horn Pack. He was rather annoyed by Germain’s visit.

As royalty and Lance’s uncle, Germain’s visit was hard to refuse.

Normally, Lance and Adelaide would visit the Blue Abyss Pack first.

But now, Uncle Germain’s personal visit seemed to imply Lance was being aloof.

Lance had to involve Priscilla, making it seem like the visit was to her.

The conversation was stilted and awkward.

They had little to say to each other, already distant and each with their own agendas.

Luna Sadi, however, was very enthusiastic with Adelaide, constantly talking about Paisley to try to build a connection.

Unbeknownst to her, Paisley refused to meet her.

Adelaide remained stern with Germain, unwilling to make even polite conversation. She was still grieving Sidney’s tragic death and awaiting Germain’s return to the capital.

As for Luna Sadi, Adelaide felt uneasy seeing her face, which bore a resemblance to Paisley’s.

Paisley had mentioned that her cousin was determined to mate with Germain.

“I heard you’re now the Minister of Justice. It’s such a waste of your talents. I feel sorry for you,” Germain said to Lance with a smile.

“The Minister of Justice is just a regular official. You’re a hero who reclaimed the Southern Border. Lycan Erasmus should let you continue leading the Royal Army.”

“If you well.”

feel it’s a waste, you should talk to Lycan Erasmus,” Lance replied. “But I think this position suits me

He added with a grin, “And don’t you dare make mistakes. I’m impartial, and the Ministry of Justice also handles royal family matters.”

Germain let out a dry laugh. “You’re joking.”

“He’s not joking. He never joke about such things. Old Lycan King and Lance are both too serious, lacking a sense of humor,” Priscilla interjected.

“So Germain, don’t make any mistakes in the capital. If you do, he’ll handle things strictly, no favoritism.

Germain laughed. “Thanks for the warning, Priscilla. You’re still as witty as ever”

Priscilla chuckled.

She disliked Germain and, knowing about Sidney’s fate, wanted nothing more than to drive such a despicable man away. Had it not been for fear of her sister’s rebuke, she would have ignored them altogether.

As Germain and Lance talked, he glanced at Adelaide, praising her, “You’re truly Alpha Bentley’s daughter. Both you and your husband are exceptional werewolf generals.”

Adelaide pretended not to hear, responding to Luna Sadi’s earlier question, “You’re asking about Paisley? She lives in our pack, but today, even though you came, she refused to meet you. Did you two have some falling out?”

Upon hearing this, both Germain and Sadi’s expressions soured.

Ignored by Adelaide, Sadi was exposed for her desperate bid to mate with Germain, despite family opposition and ostracism.

Humiliated and furious, she was suddenly interrupted by a frantic roar from outside, laced with grief and

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“Get back! All of you, get back, or I’ll die right here! One corpse, two lives lost. Let’s see how Adelaide explains this to everyone!”

Adelaide recognized Gloria’s voice, puzzled by her outburst. Had she wronged her somehow?

“Adelaide! Get out!” came another hysterical cry from Gloria, followed by the maids‘ panicked shouts, “Luna Gloria, put down the dagger!”

Germain’s eyes betrayed a hint of amusement–today’s visit was proving eventful.

Lance and Adelaide went outside almost simultaneously. The cedar and cold fir pheromones of the two wolf Alpha’s formed an invisible barrier.

There was Gloria, her long hair in disarray, one hand holding a dagger to her neck. She pressed so hard that blood had seeped from the wound.

Her honeysuckle pheromones, mixed with the smell of blood, became sharp and crazy, her pupils shrinking to dangerous slits from excitement.

Her maid followed behind, her face pale with fear, her wolf ears pressed tightly to her scalp, her pheromones trembling like a candle/in the wind.

Gloria had bought a dagger on the way; no one could stop her.

The resolute aura was so overwhelming that no one dared to approach.

Seeing Adelaide, Gloria’s eyes reddened, and she roared with a voice trembling like a wolf’s howl, “Adelaide, what deep grudge do you have against me? Why are you trying to ruin me like this?”

Her pheromones were like poisonous vines, carrying a desperate and ruthless edge.

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Adelaide’s aura made the surrounding air freeze. Calmly, she instructed Ralph, “Send word to the fronelaw Pack and the Bloodmoon Pack. Have them send people to take Gloria back.”

Ralph complied immediately, his neck’s wolf hair slightly bristling from Adelaide’s aura.

Adelaide said to Lance, her tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority, “You head back. I’ll handle this.”