Todos os capítulos de A Female Alpha’s Revenge: Capítulo 361 - Capítulo 370

Third Person's POV"Soulrend Pack may have its issues, but it's none of your business, Priscilla!" the old Luna of Soulrend Pack slammed her cane on the ground with a resounding "thud.""Even a Lycan Luna shouldn't meddle in others' affairs. Besides, Dwight has already been disciplined—he's been suspended and even lost two teeth to Melinda's associates. Has our pack caused Melinda any trouble?""How dare you continue to harass Melinda? Do you even know the meaning of respect?" Priscilla retorted with a cold snort, showing no respect for the elderly woman.Alpha Manfred, noticing the old Luna's face turning pale, quickly intervened. "Mother, let's talk this through calmly...""Silence!" the old Luna roared, her fury unmistakable."You good-for-nothing! With outsiders bullying our pack, you still cower here? Move aside!"After composing herself with a few deep breaths, she locked eyes with Priscilla."Respect? What respect? Melinda, despite her royal blood, became part of our Soulrend P

Third Person's POVDwight's chest heaved with Soulrend Pack's signature thorny pheromones. His dark green wolf eyes, narrowed to slits with rage, betrayed his disdain for the royal family's intimidation tactics."It's Priscilla who's bullying us with her power," he spat, his fangs piercing his lower lip. Blood and thorny pheromones burst forth, openly defying Lance's cedar dominance.Not a flicker of emotion crossed Lance's golden-red vertical pupils. The icy cedar aura tightened abruptly, like invisible chains strangling Dwight's throat."Too talkative. Tommy, hit him."Without even looking up, Lance's royal aura had already frozen the air. Omegas flattened their ears in terror, trembling violently.Tommy strode in, his wrist already showing dark blue veins of beastly transformation. Wolf claws burst half-an-inch from his fingertips, rust-flavored gales slicing across Dwight's cheek.A crisp "smack" echoed—not just a slap, but Lance's aura crushing Dwight through Tommy.Dwight was se

Third Person's POVSome members of the Soulrend Pack rushed outside to find the scene as devastated as inside the packhouse.Alpha Manfred, pale as paper, took a deep breath and stepped forward. "Alpha Lance, your anger must have subsided by now?"Lance remained silent, his face cold. Adelaide spoke up instead. "Alpha Manfred, do you harbor any resentment?"Manfred gritted his teeth and forced out, "No, I dare not.""Dare not?"Adelaide's face was devoid of warmth. "See that it's truly so. Otherwise, I assure you, next time the Soulrend Pack will be razed to the ground."Manfred recalled Adelaide's grand mating ceremony.He knew her power—backed by the Blackthorn Pack, Warscar Training Camp operatives at her command, and even informants within Soulrend Pack.She was capable of annihilating them without a trace.Tonight, he'd lost all face. If tonight's events went public, he'd be humiliated.Struggling to respond to Adelaide, Dwight suddenly spoke. "Bullies always face retribution!"A

Third Person's POV"Who do you think we are, delighted to stay in this filthy place?"Paisley's gaze raked over Willow like wolf claws. Her cedar aura was as biting as winter. "We didn't want to expose your true identity—"She paused, a flash of contempt in her wolf eyes. "You've caused enough trouble in Soulrend Pack, but why go after Melinda?"Paisley's wolf claws fully emerged, glinting in the moonlight. "Pick on vulnerable she-wolves, why don't you challenge Madison? Then I'd at least respect you as a wolf bold enough to bite the hand that feeds it."Willow trembled more violently in Dwight's arms, unable to hide under Paisley's aura.The Soulrend Pack's pheromones were in chaos—thorny, wormwood, mint, and cedar scents clashed like a silent howl.Willow's sobs were incessant, her fingers clutching Dwight's clothes tightly, her eyes dry but her cries brimming with grievance and misery."This is an absolute mess!"Lance stood up, took Adelaide's hand, and said to the stunned Priscil

Third Person's POVBack at the Blackthorn Pack, Lance had been at the Ministry of Justice since that morning. Priscilla sat there in a daze.When Adelaide came to greet her, Priscilla quickly grabbed her hand and asked, "What's the real story with Willow? Is she really Hunt's daughter?"Adelaide replied, "It's true. Besides Wilorina—now known as Willow—other women are likely being sent to powerful packs as well.""Why would they do that? Even as a breeder's daughter, she's still Hunt's daughter. Why send her to such a seedy place? Isn't that embarrassing for her?" Priscilla questioned."If no one had uncovered the truth, who would know Willow's real identity? As long as it's kept secret, it doesn't embarrass her," Adelaide explained.Priscilla tried to wrap her head around it. "But why go through all this trouble? Just to humiliate Hunt and the breeder? But the breeders were chosen by her for Hunt. If she grew tired of Hunt and didn't want to be intimate with him, her status shouldn't