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Adelaide gasped, a shiver running down her spine as pain prickled her neck.
She fought the urge to reveal her wolf ears, but her nails dug half-moon trenches into her palms.
"Alpha Lance, it hurts," she said, her voice deeper than usual, a barely noticeable tremor betraying her discomfort—not from his rough touch, but from the "mates" talk.
As the Frostfang Pack heir, she'd been taught, "Vulnerability only shows when wounds scab."
"Haha!"<
Third Person's POVGloria woke to an empty bed, the passage of time lost to her. Ulrik was gone, leaving no trace of where he'd slipped away to.Staring at the ceiling, she couldn't help but curse her rotten luck.Ulrik had completely checked out and turned into a walking corpse, dragging himself to his shift at the Palace like a ghost. Lycan Erasmus, who once had high hopes for him, wouldn't give him the time of day anymore.To make matters worse, Adelaide's Independent She-Wolf Center was currently the talk of the town. Now, even high-society pack matrons in New York couldn't stop gossiping about the she-wolves Adelaide was taking in.But what really made Gloria's blood boil was Sabrina. After getting kicked out of Winslow's pack, Sabrina had crawled right back to the Bloodmoon Pack.Gloria had taken her in out of the kindness of her own heart, but the ungrateful bitch hadn't shown a shred of appreciation. Instead, Sabrina'd been running h
Third Person's POVHer screech severed his drifting thoughts, dragging him brutally back to reality.Ulrik lifted his head, his face half-swallowed by the shadows of the room.He murmured, the words tasting like ash, "Reject?""Yes! I want to break the bond!"Gloria slammed her umbrella onto the floor. Splattering rainwater across the hardwood, she stormed in, her expression borderline manic."It's not like I haven't survived a rejection before. Doing it a second time won't kill me. Your wolf doesn't love me, Ulrik, and mine feels the exact same way. Eugene is still single—he's the one my wolf truly chose as my mate. I'm going back to him."Ulrik blinked, genuinely thrown. "Eugene?""In my eyes, he's ten times the man you'll ever be. I was meant to be his mate from the start. We only missed our chance because everyone had rumored he'd died in battle. Now that he's back alive, he's the only one I want to be with."I
Third Person's POVGloria's face turned pale for a moment; Ulrik's words in the middle of the night frightened her.However, she simply turned away in disgust."Enough. She brought this on herself. What does it have to do with you? Go to sleep."Ulrik threw off the covers and stepped barefoot onto the floor. "You sleep, I can't. I'm going to the study."Gloria suddenly sat up in bed."You sneak off to the study every night. How do you think those servants in the pack see me? They're whispering that you don't love me at all!"He gripped the edge of the bed, barely steadying himself. Gloria's words sank into his mind, making him unbearably irritated.But he couldn't bother to explain to her now. His thoughts were consumed by Velda's final screams, echoing endlessly in his head.He hurriedly pushed the door open and walked out.At some point, it had started to rain outside, pounding on the roof with a sharp, cracklin
Third Person's POVSybil, Thalia, and the others who remained on the outskirts of the execution ground did not approach to see what the villagers were doing to her.But just from those screams, everyone could picture the brutal scene unfolding before them.These civilians who survived the disaster believed that letting this demon live one more day on this land would prevent the restless souls of the dead from finding peace in the Moon Goddess's embrace.No one knew how much time had passed before Velda's piercing screams finally faded. Her body had been mutilated by blades and weapons; only her dirt-stained face remained recognizable.Yet she did not die immediately. She squinted her eyes, looking around as she struggled to breathe, panic still gripping her.The villagers in front of her wore terrifying expressions. Their axes, stained with pieces of flesh, rose into the air before crashing down toward her once more.The strong smell
Third Person's POVAt a few low growls from the elder werewolves, the enraged villagers gradually stepped back, though their jaws remained clenched with fury. They would wait at the Wolves' Graveyard and make Velda pay for what she had done, inflicting the cruelest punishments they could imagine in a desperate attempt to ease the grief left by their innocent loved ones.The prison cart continued to move slowly along the dried riverbed.The werewolves escorting it remained expressionless. Then, in the distance, a large formation of armored werewolves came into view, marching toward them with grim faces.Celeste frowned and immediately stepped forward to question the leader.She soon learned they were from Silver Creek, a village near the border.They had received word in advance that Velda would be brought there today, and they had come to witness the execution with their own eyes.The representative from Silver Creek was a scarred he-
Third Person's POVCeleste raised her hand and pointed toward the temple."Now lift your head and ask the Moon Goddess. Ask the Crown Prince's spirit whether he'd want you to avenge him by destroying his honor."Sybil froze in shock.She stared blankly at Celeste, tears streaming down her face once again.Reluctance weighed heavily on her heart as she said, "So the truth behind his death is going to stay buried forever? He was supposed to become the next Lycan King.""Killing Velda is only the beginning." Thalia looked at Sybil, her tone finally softening a little."The two kingdoms are locked in a political struggle. Right now, there are things we have no choice but to endure. But as long as we still have our fangs and our fighting spirit, the day for revenge will come."For now, we must first stabilize the kingdom. We can't allow the council or the army to descend into chaos. Once the nation is secure, we'll have both the time and the strength to plan our retaliation."Celeste chime
Third Person's POV"Germain claims to be filial, so he should have sent you to care for your mother while he upheld his own filial duties. Instead, he lets you be unfilial. Isn't that suspicious?"Adelaide's question hung in the air, met with silence—everyone knew their words would be recorded.Bei
Third Person's POVCassius ignored Julius's outburst and continued to instruct the people around him, "Let the Capital Guard and the recorder come in.""Father!" Julius turned to Publius, whose face had turned pale.His tone was pleading, "Just let them in like this? Where wi
Third Person's POVAireanna paused for a moment, then realized what Ramona was asking.She fell into a long reverie before sighing deeply, "Everyone has their breaking point. Perhaps she's just exhausted… I want you to stay away from her but also hopes you can understand her. She'd been punished by
Third Person's POVPaisley coated her face with thick foundation to cover her swollen cheek and headed to see Ramona.The Barker family recognized her due to her prior interactions with Ramona.However, Paisley was stopped outside and not allowed in.After Madison's downfall, the Barkers had escape







