Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Female Alpha’s Revenge: Kabanata 391 - Kabanata 400

Third Person's POVDwight returned to the house on Begonia Street.First, he rinsed his mouth, spitting out every trace of the blood. He couldn't bear to worry Willow.Only two servants were at the Begonia Street residence: one bustling in the kitchen, the other likely tending to Willow.Alone in the tea room, he swished mouthwash around. His head throbbed, and the left side of his mouth felt split open. After enduring the pain for a while, he forced back his tears.Melinda's heart was truly ruthless, repeatedly having others assault her own mate.He had been blind back then, deceived by her gentle and soft demeanor, unaware that deep down she was as vicious as her cousin, Luna Adelaide.His grandmother and father would surely learn of his beating.This would justify his angry departure from the pack.When the pack sent for him again, he mustn't readily return."Bring me a towel..."He called out before remembering that the omega tasked with his daily care hadn't followed him from the

Third Person's POV"I'm a bit suspicious. Also, I wonder if it's related to Alpha Germain sending people to the capital. But why would Germain send people here? If they're from the Western Tribe, I guess their target is Velda, to avenge the deceased prince. But as for Germain's purpose, I really can't figure it out," she said, a faint edge flashing in her cedar-scented presence at the mention of Velda.Paisley remarked, "Well, maybe we're just being overly sensitive. Perhaps they're merely freelancers seeking work in the capital."Adelaide, however, wasn't inclined to take that chance. "Keep them under surveillance. Report any developments immediately.""Rest assured, we're on it," Paisley replied, sipping her coffee and widening her eyes."It's going to rain. I hope it doesn't pour tomorrow when Cedric starts at Elk Academy.""Right," Adelaide absent-mindedly responded, her thoughts still preoccupied with the suspicious individuals and their potential motives.She wondered if they mi

Third Person's POVThe car pulled up at the northwest corner of Elk Academy, with the Hornbeam Pack's vehicle following closely to avoid traffic jams.The rain gradually intensified, and more people gathered around.Lynette, with her injured foot, was in no state to return to her own car. She could only wait until the stream of parents dropping off their children gradually thinned out."Are you here to see your son off to school?" Adelaide asked, knowing that Lynette had adopted a son but unsure of his age."Yes, it's his first day at school, so I'm seeing him in," Lynette replied.Her face lit up at the mention of her son, and she became more at ease."How old is he, and what's his name?" Adelaide inquired."He's seven, and his name is Gunnar," Lynette answered.Paisley remarked with a smile, "That's a name befitting the child of a werewolf general."The name carried the meaning of a brave warrior.For a moment, Lynette's expression turned distant, her bitter feelings briefly showing

Third Person's POV"Consider this as a gift for our mating and a thank you for your hard work in caring for Mother these past few days…… Emm, just accept it," Ulrik said as he turned to look at Rosemary on the bed, his cedar pheromones carrying a hint of warmth for his elder."Mother, how are you feeling today?"Rosemary was also taken aback by her son's actions, her aged pheromones slightly rippling.In response to his question, she said, "Sabrina has been working hard to care for me. I feel a bit better today and should be able to get up and move around tomorrow.""Why not let me help you up now?"Ulrik unveiled the covers and reached out to assist her, his movements embodying the respect an Alpha holds for their elder.Seeing this, Sabrina finally put down the jewelry box containing the ruby headpiece and picked up the box Ulrik had given her. Opening it, she found a golden bridal hair crown inside.She picked it up—its considerable weight and decent design briefly satisfying her,

Third Person's POVUlrik's eyes were as cold as ice as he said, "I wish you could tell me that you didn't do those things in Snowdeer Town."Velda sneered, "You despise me because of Snowdeer Town incident? No, you're disgusted that I was captured on the mountain, that I was disfigured, thinking me tainted. But let me make this clear: I am innocent."Ulrik shook his head. "What happened on the mountain, I feel pity for you, which is why I endured the punishments for you. What I can't accept is what you did in Snowdeer.""Stop deluding yourself, won't you?"Velda still sneered. "Do you truly believe I was wrong for what I did in Snowdeer?""Aren't you aware of your own wrongdoing?"Ulrik took a deep breath. "Have you still not realized you were wrong?"Velda was unveiled, the lamplight casting her face—half normal, half grotesque.Her eyes blazed with naked ambition. "Ulrik, it's not just you who dreams of achievement. I, too, aspire to greatness. As the kingdom's first female werewolf