เข้าสู่ระบบThird Person's POV
In any other battle or political game, Lance would've bet on Adelaide to grit her teeth and power through. She was a tough Gamma, after all.
But this negotiation was different. It was dragging the Frostfang massacre back into the light—a raw, bloody scar she couldn't stand to touch. In the days to come, every step she took was going to feel like walking barefoot on broken glass.
With his sharp Alpha hearing, Lance caught the familiar sound of comb
Third Person's POVThe next morning, the first light of dawn had barely touched the rooftops of the capital when an agent under Prunella returned with a dangerous piece of intelligence.As soon as the Western Tribe delegation arrived at their quarters the previous night, Alpha Howell had slipped back into Silverlight territory under the cover of darkness.Early this morning, he had left again in disguise, appearing to covertly mobilize a large contingency of soldiers loyal only to him.Prunella's eyes narrowed as she pieced together the potential plot."Adelaide, you need to stay on high alert. If Howell is truly in bed with Damian, there's a massive chance he's moving against you right now.""I know," Adelaide replied, her voice cold.In fact, the night before, a secret agent who had trained in the same recruit camp as her had reported seeing a pheromone profile in the Western delegation that was a near-match for Howell's.Bec
Third Person's POVCaldwell paused for a moment, seemingly searching his mind for the right words to describe the neighboring ruler."Lycan Orion is an extremely dangerous Alpha. He spent years fighting alongside the late Crown Prince and commands immense respect across the Western clans. But only a handful of wolves know the truth: beneath that facade, his true nature is that of a total bloodthirsty psychopath.""In the past, Princess Helia and the Crown Prince kept his dark side on a very tight leash. With Pierce constantly there to talk him down, he never fully exposed his thirst for blood. That's exactly why Helia fought so hard to put him on the throne over the others. Unfortunately, she probably didn't anticipate that in Orion's mind, the survival of the entire kingdom doesn't weigh as much as his hunger for revenge for his dead brother."Adelaide gripped the stone railing of the terrace, a cold smirk playing on her lips as she finished Caldwell's thought."Helia is always worri
Third Person's POVThe estate suddenly buzzed with life. Priscilla, taking advantage of the fact that Lisa and Prunella had some downtime, spent her days chatting with them.She would elegantly flutter her feather fan, lamenting how her life in the capital had kept her from seeing the vast world beyond, and insisted they tell her stories about the border and the Shadow Peaks.She didn't stop there; she practically forced Adelaide to sit at the tea table with them, sometimes for the entire day.There were moments when Adelaide would hear a military report from outside and her wolf would grow restless, itching to go out and handle business, only to be firmly blocked by Priscilla."Adelaide, sit back down," Priscilla would say, her tone leaving no room for argument while she sipped from a bone-china cup."We have plenty of elite wolves in the pack; does every little thing require your personal touch? It's a rare occasion to have Lisa back from the border and Prunella here. Your only miss
Third Person's POVAs those bloody details transformed into cold words and poured into his ears, even Lycan Erasmus—a monarch seasoned in the cruelest political infighting—felt his wolf stir with rage."Bang!"The King brought his palm down hard on the obsidian desk, making the sterling silver candlesticks hum with the vibration."That she-wolf is nothing but a mindless, raving lunatic!" he barked.Lucas remained prostrate at the base of the steps, fully understanding Lycan Erasmus' explosion.Even as the lead interrogator, hearing those specifics in the room had sent a bone-chilling shiver straight down his spine.Lucas felt a wave of relief that Velda had only leveraged her military merit to seek a mating with Ulrik.If she were like Adelaide—holding massive military command—she would have been a catastrophic liability for the entire nation's army."Has Alpha Lance seen these specific transcripts yet?"After venting his fury, Lycan Erasmus rubbed his aching temples and asked the que
Third Person's POV"I was out of my mind back then," Velda said, her voice as flat as if she were narrating someone else's life."I thought that if I were the one to sign the peace treaty, the ultimate glory would be mine. That's why I ordered Pierce to retreat twenty miles and leave only twelve soldiers behind. On one hand, it gave Ulrik time to burn the granaries; on the other, I had to make sure my men and I could retreat safely after the signing."She looked down at the silver chains on her wrists, her gaze drifting."I was worried those twelve soldiers would be top-tier elite fighters. But among the ones he left behind, one was a strategist and three were healers."She paused, her mouth twitching into a ghost of a smirk."At that point, I had no reservations. The signing went smoother than I expected. After it was done, we used that wolf as a shield to retreat to the foot of the mountain before letting him go."Everyone knew what
Third Person's POVThe breath of the low-ranking marshals in the interrogation room grew shallow.Even though Velda's scent was mostly suppressed by the silver chains, a residual force still leaked out, instinctively making them recoil a step.Lucas picked up on her outburst immediately."Is that so? Well, if Ulrik didn't know, then it was even more impossible for Alpha Zander to know."He turned to the clerk and jerked his chin. "Record that: Velda testifies that neither Ulrik nor Alpha Zander had prior knowledge.""NO!!!" Velda roared, the veins in her neck bulging. "I never said that!""There are plenty of wolf officials in this room listening," Lucas said coldly. "You don't get to change your story whenever you feel like it."Velda opened her mouth to argue, but the words died in her throat. She looked at the circle of stony-faced officers, then down at the silver chains already burning her wrists a raw, angry red.S
Third Person's POVPriscilla's wolf growled discontentedly.She resented Adelaide and snapped at Omega Susan, "Summon Adelaide to the palace tomorrow. I want to see what she looks like—abandoned and still aiming to be a Lycan's mate."Unable to sway Lance, she sought to
Adelaide's POV"Alpha Adelaide, I think moon-white is quite nice. The faint blue really brings out your skin tone. What about an accessory? Would a string of red coral beads suit you?" Beata rummaged through my jewelry box."No red. Keep it simple, nothing too grand," I said, selecting a pearl hair
Third Person's POVRosemary gazed at the splendidly dressed guests and reminisced about the Bloodmoon Pack's former glory.Back when she'd bonded with Alpha Isaiah, their splendor had been as fleeting as fireworks.Yet that lost grandeur was etched deeply in her heart. She yearned to restore the Bl
Third Person's POV"It's not like that, this is an authentic piece!" the young woman who recognized the painting spoke up.She was Abigail Watson, granddaughter of the renowned royal scholar Doug Watson.Veronica glanced at her indifferently and said with certainty, "Miss Watson, our Silverfeather







