All Chapters of A Female Alpha’s Revenge: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

Third Person's POV"Indeed, it's not quite reasonable, but that's just how he is. Do you think there's something wrong with him?""Hard to say," Adelaide replied, reluctant to suspect any ill intentions.Unreasonable things often have special circumstances behind them; it's just unclear what those circumstances are.She continued, "Even someone easily compromising has a temper."No one in the capital would pay attention to them. Their existence was too insignificant, their reputation overly timid.Paying too much attention to them would seem foolish.If Adelaide said there was a problem, Paisley would naturally investigate.She found Wendy and asked her to assign someone to keep an eye on Alpha Howell. She emphasized to Wendy that the surveillance must be discreet——no one should detect that they're monitoring the Silverlight Pack.After the Bloodmoon Pack's attack, Adelaide had to explain things at the palace

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 rescue."Stewart replied, "Don't rush. A dozen men won't make a difference. This vast mountain, covered in dense forests with no direct paths, makes it nearly impossible to meet up.""But waiting here idly won't help either," Abbot argued, clearly anxious."Actually, deploying so many soldiers here by the commander serves no real purpose. If they've crossed the grasslands safely, they're already secure. Whether we're three thousand or a thousand, none of us can cross the grasslands and scale the mountain."Stewart whispered, "He just wants to show Lycan Erasmus he's fully committed to the rescue. Whether our three thousand men are useful or not doesn't matter to

Third Person's POVThe uninjured few were already exhausted. They gritted their teeth, almost biting through their gums, and managed to drag them up by a measly three meters.Caldwell made it up smoothly, but Tommy and Klein weren't about to leave.They stayed on guard, ready to help if the rope slipped.But there was the rub: the folks above couldn't haul them up, and the ones below had nowhere to foothold. Plus, Marsh was out cold, his head lolling back, worsening his injuries.Eugene was frantic. He looked around for any vines to splice together, hoping to use the tree trunk for leverage.But the vines here were thin as a hair, useless for the task.The situation was critical. He ignored the pain in his back and clung to Marsh's waist with all his might.But this wasn't a real solution. They had to get up. Otherwise, everyone would run out of strength and just watch them fall.Meanwhile, up in the dense forest above,

Third Person's POVHe sent Adelaide a brief encrypted message via communicator, urging her to drop everything and head to the Southern Border with Marsh's mate and Digby right away.The communicator, brought from the capital, was meant for quick messages.Klein had gear too, but this time, only Digby and Marsh's mate could help.Digby would treat Marsh, and his mate might spark his will to live.Sometimes willpower beats all odds; if not, at least they'd meet.There was no other option.Encrypted messages traveled fast. Adelaide would likely set off soon, so they must be ready.Lance suggested Eugene stay and recover before returning to the capital, but Eugene insisted on accompanying Marsh."We have always stuck together. I won't leave him now," he said firmly.Magnus also teared up. "We'll all stay with him," he pleaded.Though injured, Magnus wasn't badly hurt.Stewart had wanted him to rest, thin

Third Person's POVOn her way to the packhouse conference hall, she noticed Adelaide and everyone else staring at her with tearful eyes.Her heart sank—she knew things weren't as simple as they'd hoped.Leonidas, already packed and ready, announced, "Lynette's here. We're leaving now."His mate approached Lynette, hugged her, and tearfully urged, "Be careful on the road and bring Marsh back."Lynette's lips trembled as she asked, "H-he's not dead, is he?"Adelaide took her hand and said, "We'll talk as we walk."Lynette, tears streaming down her face, didn't slow her pace, managing to keep up with Adelaide.In the dead of night, Paisley knocked on the Digby Medical Center's door, where Doctor Digby lived on the second floor.He was a creature of habit, strictly adhering to an early-to-bed, early-to-rise routine.By the time Paisley arrived, he had been fast asleep for hours. Even the best physicians have a bit of a temper upon waking. When informed it was Paisley from the Blackthorn P