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"There's no reason to use pack funds to fill her financial holes. If we must return the money, take it from my personal funds," said Luna Cynthia.
She continued, "If she hadn't remarried, even if Eugene returned and they parted ways, the money's return would be insignificant. But now that she's remarried, and Eugene is on his way back, he will likely mate again in the future."
"It wouldn't do for his new mate to discover Gloria spent his death pension; it's simply unacceptable," Christine added.
Christine turned to Audrey and asked, "Audrey, do you think Luna Cynthia and I are doing the right thing?"
Audrey replied, "She's never liked me to meddle in her affairs, and she turns a deaf ear to my words. Please, leave the decision to you and Luna Cynthia."
"Very well, then. Send for Gloria to return to the Ironclaw Pack," Christine declared.
A light rain had been falling for several days.
When Gloria stepped out
Third Person's POVRamona's tone was filled with resentment toward Hunt, a feeling that matched her hatred for Madison."My mother's imprisoned in the dungeon to ensure our obedience. Before I left, I saw her starving, barely recognizable. I fear she won't make it," Ramona said, her voice breaking with emotion.After hearing this, Adelaide said, "You may return. They're unconscious, and I'll have them searched— including you."The search was an act of caution, aiming to make Dorothy believe they'd gained some trust. They knew it wouldn't reveal anything significant."Um..." Ramona hesitated.Adelaide added coolly, "We'll discuss more when we reach the capital. I don't fully trust you yet."Ramona grew anxious. "If I'm not by your side, I'll be deemed a failure. At least allow me to accompany you to the Blackthorn Pack. If my mother's released from the dungeon, she'll be treated better—even if not kindly, at least she'll ha
Third Person's POVPaisley and Adelaide shuddered. A newborn baby, thrown to its death?What kind of heart could do that?Ramona gave a mirthless laugh. "Madison's estate hides countless such atrocities.""I had a brother. When my mother was pregnant, she felt it would be a boy. Knowing my father couldn't protect her, she planned to flee. She knew Madison wouldn't let a male infant live.""But Madison had her under surveillance. Once you enter Madison's estate, you leave only as a corpse.""My father said he'd help her escape," Ramona wiped her tears."She believed him, waited for an opportunity. It came when Madison was out late for a banquet.""Did they fail to escape?" Paisley asked, seething with frustration."They escaped but were caught on the way back. My brother was born in the car, the umbilical cord uncut.""When they returned to Madison's estate, my mother and brother were dragged across the ground, all
Third Person's POVAdelaide whispered to Lance, their voices too low for others to hear.The maid and bodyguard strained to listen but caught nothing.After a while, Lance nodded, and Adelaide said, "Very well, we'll journey back to the capital together."The maid breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, you're as kind as a goddess," she said."What's your name?" Adelaide asked.The maid bowed. "I'm Dorothy," she replied.Adelaide then turned to the bodyguard. "And you?" she asked."I'm William," he responded in a rough voice. He appeared burly and simple-minded, but appearances could be deceiving.Adelaide asked a few more questions but garnered no useful information. Clearly, she hadn't expected to.Deep into the night, Doctor Digby discreetly activated a hidden spray in his sleeve. The wolfsbane-derived sedative, odorless and colorless, spread through the air.The driver, William, and Dorothy's wolf glands soon relaxed, their breathing deepened, and they slumped unconscious.This spr
Third Person's POVTheir vehicle was hooked to Paisley and Adelaide's car.The maid repeatedly thanked them and tried to help Ramona into the car.As she attempted to join them inside, Paisley coolly stated, "A maid has no place in the same car as her lady. You'll ride with the driver in your own vehicle. It's just for towing; no need to start your engine."The maid was taken aback.Typically, a maid would accompany her lady in the car to attend to her needs."Ramona is frail. I should stay with her to provide care," the maid insisted."The car's full," Paisley responded indifferently."We'll call for you if we need assistance. Wait in your vehicle for the time being."In reality, the car was spacious enough to accommodate four people comfortably."But..."Adelaide frowned and said, "Enough chatter. If you disagree, we'll detach the vehicle and be on our way."Daring not to protest further, the maid meekly replied, "Very well. Thank you for caring Ramona."As the convoy began to move,
Third Person's POVThe woman, obscured by a wide-brimmed hat, was dressed in a peach-colored dress that accentuated her slender waist.Though she seemed a little disheveled from the fall, with dirt on her clothes, she looked more pitiable than messy.Tommy approached and asked, "What happened here?"A tall man replied, "Sorry for the trouble. The car overheated and broke down, causing it to flip over."Before getting out of the car to check, Tommy, being battle-experienced, took a close look and found both vehicles were beyond repair."The cars are totally wrecked," he told the man."With this heat, and we were in a rush to get back to the capital. What are we going to do now?" the man said. Clearly a werewolf guard, he had been driving the lead car, with the other person likely being the driver.Tommy asked, "Who are you folks? Why're you heading to the capital?"The man explained, "We live in the capital. We were visit
Third Person's POV"What about your mating plans? Haven't you given them a thought?" Adelaide asked.Paisley lazily replied, "Nope. Either they're too good for me and I can't stand them, or they're too poor to match up. It's a no-win situation. Why tie the knot? Staying single suits me fine—— I can go where I want, do what I please."Adelaide knew Paisley's free-spirited nature all too well.She was used to absolute freedom. Trapping her in a household would be positively cruel.The Stephens family, a prominent clan, would naturally not consider ordinary families for marital alliances.Yet, if Paisley were to align with another powerful werewolf pack's Alpha family, the ensuing complex social dynamics would be nothing short of a headache.Paisley said, "Several she-wolves in our Stephens family remain unmated. Wealth allows such luxuries. As for me, you know I'm in charge of the Crimson Flame Pack. Managing a pack is far m