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As he spoke, he gently squeezed her waist.
"I was the last one to get there. Honestly, I was just there to back you up. With or without me, you already knew what to do."
Adelaide looked up at him and explained earnestly, "It wasn't like that. The moment I saw you, I felt a lot more at ease. Wendy and Rachel were in their hands, and there were so many mercenaries coming at us. I was just pretending to stay calm. Inside, I kept wondering how much longer I
Third Person's POVWhile Lance bit down gently on the mark at the back of Adelaide's neck, his fingers moved relentlessly, his movements quickening. With each motion, the edge of his nails grazed her most sensitive spot.Adelaide's body instantly went limp, all her strength draining away. She collapsed onto Lance's shoulder, letting out a series of desperate, breathless whimpers.Broken moans, ragged breaths, and the soft, wet sounds of her arousal filled the small space, creating an intimate, breathless rhythm."Ah, right there. Don't stop..."Adelaide cried out helplessly, her gaze gradually losing focus, pleasure threatening to overwhelm her completely.Lance loved watching her expression, increasing the speed of his fingers, finally pressing relentlessly against her sensitive spot.It wasn't until her whole body convulsed and her slick passage suddenly tightened, sending a rush of hot fluid surging out, that Adelaide finally colla
Third Person's POVAs he spoke, he gently squeezed her waist."I was the last one to get there. Honestly, I was just there to back you up. With or without me, you already knew what to do."Adelaide looked up at him and explained earnestly, "It wasn't like that. The moment I saw you, I felt a lot more at ease. Wendy and Rachel were in their hands, and there were so many mercenaries coming at us. I was just pretending to stay calm. Inside, I kept wondering how much longer I could hold them off."She leaned against Lance's shoulder."The moment I saw you, I could finally breathe again. I knew I was safe."Lance reached out and lightly tapped her nose."It's all in the past now. Let's not let this ruin our mood."Adelaide finally smiled. "As long as you're not mad at me, I'll be fine."Adelaide pressed her forehead against his, finally relieved."Lance, you're so good to me."Their breaths mingled, and the emot
Third Person's POVLance watched her disappear through the door, his shoulders slumping.He'd intended to ask her why she hadn't told him last night.After Paisley went missing, had it never once crossed her mind to seek help from her own mate?Why did Avery hear about it right away, while he didn't find out that Adelaide had already gone after them alone until the city's exits were about to be locked down?He had gone over these questions countless times on the way here.He had even decided that this time, no matter what, he couldn't just pretend nothing was wrong.But just now, the moment they met, Adelaide had personally prepared his favorite drink for him. How could he bring himself to get angry with her now?After all, if he suddenly put on a stern face and started questioning her, he'd only come across as unreasonable.But he really couldn't just let it go so easily.Lance's wolf paced restlessly for a moment before lying down and burying his head in his front paws.Not long aft
Third Person's POVWhen the royal family's official letter of reprimand reached the Blue Abyss Pack, word traveled fast.The sudden spotlight thrust Germain back into the center of aristocratic werewolf society, ruining his plans to lay low.During the earlier attacks and smear campaigns against the Independent She-Wolf Center, the public's eyes had been glued to the Glenveil Pack, even with Sadi involved.For a long time, New York's elite had held the Blue Abyss Alpha in high regard. Many of them still remembered his late first Luna as a gentle, noble, and respected she-wolf.But once reports of his attempted sexual assault on a she-wolf started making the rounds, public opinion tanked.As a result, a sex scandal that had barely made waves at first was now dragging all of Germain's long-buried misdeeds into the light.And this was only the beginning.By the time Lance and Eugene made it back to the Blackthorn Pack, Paisley was bouncing back.She was eating and talking normally, even
Third Person's POVGermain was truly captivated by Paisley's beauty.Maya was intelligent. How could she possibly not have noticed?She simply refused to admit the truth, choosing instead to deceive herself.***Early the next morning, Lance and Eugene went to the Palace. Erasmus was having breakfast when he learned that neither of them had slept all night. He invited them to join him.Except for Fabian, who stayed in the breakfast room, the other attendants went out to the reception area.On their way there, Lance and Eugene had already agreed on what they would tell Erasmus.They could give a mostly truthful account of what had happened the night before, except that Ampelio and Alfred had secretly left the city.Ampelio wasn't a major concern, since he hadn't mobilized many people.Alfred, however, was another matter.He had just been promoted to Deputy Commander of the Royal Sentry and reported directly
Third Person's POVThe wolf inside Germain raged, thrashing wildly in anger. He was only a step away from losing control. He gritted his teeth, thinking that even if he failed with Paisley, at least since Lance and Adelaide—that shameless pair—hadn't arrived yet, he could still lead the pack to safety.Looking at Lance, who was gloating in front of him, he wished he could shift his claws right then and pounce on the man.But his ribs had only just been set, and he didn't even dare to half-shift.Every time his body tensed, the wounds on his chest and abdomen throbbed with sharp pain.Germain stared at Lance and forced the words through clenched teeth. "Get out."Lance didn't seem bothered at all. "Alright, then, I'll leave you to rest."He'd taken only a few steps when he seemed to remember something and turned back."By the way, weren't you supposed to leave New York today? You donated everything from your place to
Third Person's POV"You won't accept it? Humph!"Dwight growled low in his throat, like an angry wolf. His sulfurous pheromones collided violently.He glared at Melinda's thin, pale face, his wolf ears slightly forward, about to accuse her of being narrow-minded, yet found himself at a loss for wor
Third Person's POV"Who's crying?" Priscilla walked in, seeing Paisley and Adelaide with red eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Hmm? Didn't you say there were guests? How come you two ended up crying?"She muttered under her breath, "The guests came and didn't even think of paying me a visit? How rude."
Third Person's POVIf not the Western Tribe's wolves, then who would target her?Only they would harbor such intense hatred.Yet, even if these invaders weren't from the Western Tribe, they could still be hired killers.The pack doctor arrived with herbs and healing salves, their bitter wormwood an
Third Person's POVAfter two days of waiting, Abbot grew restless.On June 21st, he said to Stewart, "We can't just wait here uselessly. Let me take a dozen men across the grasslands and circle the mountain to see if we can find Lance. I'm worried he might've been injured during the







