LOGINThird Person's POV
In this godforsaken, pitch-black place, she never dared to think deeply about whether Ulrik would actually come or not.
She could no longer shift; she could only pin all her hopes on Ulrik.
Every single day, she brainwashed herself: he would definitely come, he had promised to take her away.
This was the only belief keeping her alive in this hell.
If it weren't for this crazy hope, her mind would have shattered into madness long ago when t
Third Person's POVWendy pulled Ampelio and the others aside, quickly explaining what had happened that night and why Lance and Adelaide were temporarily refusing to admit that the one they had rescued was Paisley.They could only swallow their anger and followed Lance's plan. The Royal Patrol and the Ironthorn soldiers quickly seal off the camp, with special attention paid to the mercenaries of unknown origin.Not a single one could be allowed to escape.Alfred was the last to learn what had happened.He had always been careful to protect his position and his future. Under normal circumstances, he would never have involved himself in the conflicts unfolding in New York.But after he heard Wendy's account, his canines pushed down against his lower lip, his wolf thrashed restlessly inside him, and his furious pheromones surged into the air.Alfred pushed aside the people in front of him and lunged straight at Germain."The she-w
Third Person's POVGermain's children were still hiding in the car, none of them daring to get out. They had known nothing about what Germain had planned for tonight.Germain had kept them well protected, never letting them witness real bloodshed or the treacherous undercurrents beneath New York's glittering surface.They had never seen werewolves like Adelaide, Lance, and Paisley—the kind who could strike an enemy dead with a single blow.Raven remained where he was, silently assessing the balance of power.The Capital Guard could arrive at any moment. Eugene's troops were stationed farther away, and even if they received word immediately, it would take at least half an hour for them to get there.If they wanted to escape, they had to deal with Lance and the others within that half hour, then get out before the two forces could close in and trap them.As long as they made it back to Hudson City, the situation would once again b
Third Person's POVPaisley was still breathing hard, securely held in Adelaide's arms, yet she still managed to kick Germain a few times.One kick landed squarely on his ribs. The sickening crunch of breaking bones echoed through the clearing, loud enough for everyone to hear.Paisley's face was livid, her fangs still bared, refusing to retract.She had never been humiliated like this in her life.Tears burned in her eyes, but she forced them back.She would not shed a single tear in front of these bastards.Adelaide deliberately raised her voice, making sure everyone could hear."Thank goodness you and Lance arrived when you did. Otherwise, I'm not sure Wendy, Rachel, and I could have held them off."Paisley still remembered Adelaide bursting into the tent to rescue her.She immediately understood that Adelaide was giving everyone a completely different version of the night's events.Tonight, Paisley wasn't the victim who had escaped from Germain's tent.She was a reinforcement who h
Third Person's POVPaisley threw up until every last bit of strength drained from her body, collapsing backward onto the grass right beside Alistair's horse.As she forced her eyes open, the stallion was already lowering its head, stretching out a wet muzzle to sniff at her face.Startled, Paisley scrambled backward in the dirt. As the dense fog in her mind slowly parted, fragments of her memory began to fall back into place.She remembered riding alongside the supply wagons on her way to the Independent She-Wolf Center.The cargo wagons carrying fabrics and daily necessities had pushed ahead, and to save time, they had opted to cut through a secluded alleyway.The second they entered that narrow stretch, her limbs had suddenly turned to lead.She'd toppled right off the saddle, plunging headfirst into total blackness.When she finally dragged herself back to consciousness, two unfamiliar he-wolves were dragging her up a mounta
Third Person's POVFrom this moment on, Paisley was no longer part of the story tonight.There was only Germain illegally deploying private armed forces outside New York's borders, and detaining those who came to investigate.All the color drained from Raven's face. He could only shake his head in helpless frustration."Gamma Adelaide, you're twisting the facts without a shred of evidence. I have nothing to say to that."Adelaide let out a cold laugh."Of course you have nothing to say. We've come this far—what better excuse could you possibly dream up?"Germain managed to squeeze out a raspy sound."Adelaide... you bitch. You're setting me up..."Before he could finish, Adelaide's fingers tightened around his windpipe again.The rest of his words were cut off instantly, leaving Germain gasping for air in ragged, wheezing breaths.His plan for the night was utterly ruined, his filthy scheme dragged out into
Third Person's POVMaya jumped in immediately."Right. We saved her, and instead of thanking us, you're accusing us. But the truth doesn't lie, and the evidence certainly isn't on your side."Adelaide finally understood why they were so unfazed.If Alpha Germain hadn't succeeded, they could spin the whole thing as a rescue mission.Even if he had, they could claim Paisley was high on an artificial heat-inducing drug and threw herself at him.At the end of the day, Germain would still walk away as the hero who saved a she-wolf.Once the story leaked, public scrutiny would instantly tear Paisley apart.Everyone would interrogate why she was drugged, why her clothes were disheveled, and what she was doing in Germain's tent—leaving the mastermind behind it all completely untouched.Adelaide's wolf let out a low, furious growl deep in her chest, and a searing wave of pheromones leaked from her skin.They were trying to
Third Person's POVAdelaide continued entertaining guests while privately asking Paisley to monitor everyone, particularly scheming she-wolves.Paisley noticed two young ladies frequently exchanging glances with Madison. She memorized their appearances and asked Ivy about their identities.Ivy, who
Third Person's POVAdelaide spent several days meticulously examining the financial records, checking for any irregularities.She carefully reviewed every income and expense and found that the Blackthorn Pack was indeed well-funded. Previously, Lycan Erasmus had supported the pack, bestowing wealth
Third Person's POVThe driver started the car, kicking up dust. Gloria jumped back, furious and buzzing with anger.Why could Adelaide speak of Ulrik like that?Inside the car, Georgina asked, "Are the capital's rules so strange? She talks like that and we don't even hit her?"Adelaide put away her
Third Person's POVPrincess Margot said, "She was once highly praised after a victorious return, but now she's fallen just as far. Those with ill intentions always get their comeuppance. I hear folks dump trash at the Bloodmoon Pack's entrance daily.""Isn't Ulrik under investigation by the Royal I







