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The next day, Dorothy noticed Lance's irritation and Adelaide's hasty departure, sensing a minor rift between them.
The journey back to the capital passed without further incident.
As they approached the capital in late July, the Ministry of Culture had already spread the news of their arrival, and the entire city was abuzz with excitement.
The emotions of the common people were pure and heartfelt. Heroes returning home naturally drew massive cro
Third Person's POVLydia shook her head frantically, her voice trembling."I really don't know! The moment I handed over the herbs and gave her the message, she kicked me out of the room."She stopped, a sudden realization hitting her as she gasped."Wait! I remember now... later, when I went back into her room, I smelled something burning. In the ashes of the fireplace... there were some charred scraps of parchment that hadn't burned all the way through!"Christine locked eyes with her, pressing for more details until she was satisfied nothing was missed. She finally leaned back and gestured for the guards outside to enter.Just then, the door swung open and Gloria walked in, her voice trailing a string of complaints."What on earth are you investigating? I'm the Luna of the Bloodmoons, and you won't even tell me the truth! Now all the omegas are hiding and slacking off—there's no one even making dinner!"Christine ignor
Third Person's POVChristine had given her a harsh lashing with words, warning her that as a Luna, she needed to exert her authority during a crisis to protect the pack.Gloria, completely stunned by the scolding, slunk back to the pack house, yet she continued to dump all pack affairs onto the aging Alpha Isaiah Turner.Once word of this got out, the noble circles of the capital were rife with mockery for the Bloodmoons.Meanwhile, the protective barrier at the edge of the Bloodmoon territory flickered almost imperceptibly as Christine arrived with her trusted subordinates.The moment she stepped into the packhouse, she commanded Gloria to hand over the roster of every omega in the pack."What do you need those for?" Gloria asked, looking utterly lost."To find a way to save Ulrik, obviously," Christine replied coldly.Gloria tried to press for details, but Christine cut her off impatiently."I'll explain later. Right now, do exactly what I said. Now!"Gloria had no choice but to com
Third Person's POVPrincess Helia led her exhausted team out of the Protocol Hall and back to their quarters.The Northern officials, however, didn't leave. They stayed behind, locked in a heated strategy session for the next round of talks.Cyrus joined the discussion, pointing out a critical red line."We absolutely cannot agree to the third condition regarding food supplies. The Western Tribe suffered a brutal winter last year, and their army is starving. If we send them those rations, we are literally feeding the enemy so they can better attack our own soldiers on the battlefield!"He paused, adding firmly, "Furthermore, Lycan Erasmus has made it clear: there will be no retreat from our current border lines!"After speaking his piece, Cyrus left, feeling a sense of relief. Lance's performance at the table today had given him the confidence that the North's interests were in good hands.Meanwhile, in the cold, damp cells of the Roy
Third Person's POVHelia was the first to break the heavy silence.Her voice carried the unmistakable aura of a Lycan's command."Your nation unilaterally tore up the pact to protect civilians and spare prisoners of war. It was an atrocity that angered the Moon Goddess. However, our slaughter of the Frostfang Pack was equally a bloody transgression."Her eyes burned like torches as she continued, "If these negotiations are to proceed, both sides must acknowledge these blood-stained facts. Only on this foundation can true discussions begin."The translators quickly relayed her words.Lance and Elias exchanged a look and nodded in agreement.With that, the high-stakes negotiation that would decide the fate of two kingdoms officially commenced.The Western Tribe didn't waste time on pleasantries; they laid out five non-negotiable conditions.First, a formal apology from the Northern Kingdom to the slaughtered civilians of t
Third Person's POVThe Northern officials were willing to offer formal apologies, gold, and mineral resources for the Snowdeer Town massacre. However, their primary goal was to secure a chance for a fair hearing rather than facing the tens of thousands of Western troops currently massed at the border.The Western diplomats distributed the parchment dossiers regarding the Snowdeer Town incident.Included were numerous gruesome eyewitness accounts—the truth as reconstructed by the Western soldiers who had been captured alongside the Crown Prince and later managed to escape.The civilians of Snowdeer Town had not been entirely wiped out; survivors hiding in cellars and snow pits had witnessed the hellish slaughter firsthand.In these documents, the identity of the late Crown Prince was scrubbed, using the alias "Rowan" instead.But Lance and Elias knew the truth: "Rowan" was actually Crown Prince Lucian.As Lance and his team read
Third Person's POVBy bringing up the assassination attempt and demanding a formal response before the actual negotiations even started, Lance appeared candid and sincere, but he was actually applying massive psychological pressure on the Western delegation.In fact, the Western envoys almost wished Lance would be sleazier—they wanted him to use the incident as a blatant bargaining chip. That way, both sides could drop the pretense of diplomatic grace and get straight to the cutthroat business of national interests.At this moment, every member of the delegation—except for Bobby Potter—was cursing Damian in their hearts.A trigger-happy idiot like him thought he could replace Pierce? Utterly delusional.Lance maintained a calm gaze, locked in a silent standoff with his counterparts.He knew this was a psychological war of attrition. The Westerners held the "Bloodscar Massacre" card; they should have been the ones roaring in
Third Person's POVVelda sneered, "If you want an explanation, ask the invaders. I didn't kill them.""You locked the door, which led to their deaths!" Gloria accused.Velda retorted coldly, "How about this? You were blocking the door, and your omega guards were in front of you. That's why they wer
Third Person's POVThe June 18th moon hung in the deep-blue night sky, its silver light cascading like gossamer.The stars paled in its glow.With palms together and heads bowed, they silently prayed to the Moon Goddess, facing the direction of their homeland.If the mission failed, they would peri
Third Person's POVWhen news of his death in battle arrived, she laughed wildly, then wept just as intensely.Good riddance, she thought—but why hadn't it been Airella instead?Still, she took grim satisfaction in the idea that Airella's sons had all perished in the sam
Third Person's POVLance darted back into the fray like a silver-gray lightning bolt, his cedar pheromones sweeping the area with an icy aura.He knew that rescuing one person at the cost of several would make the mission a failure.When he reached Caldwell, his hands already







