All Chapters of A Female Alpha’s Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Velda's POVI snorted and looked straight at Lance. "Alpha Lance, you all know how she's fought those battles."I knelt on one knee. "I request to lead the Ironthorn Army into battle. If Alpha Lance insists on Adelaide being in charge, then I challenge her. I brought the Ironthorn to the southern border; I can't stand by and watch them follow a she-wolf who doesn't know the first thing about war and die for nothing."The generals around us erupted in condemnation."How dare you speak like that? If she's not capable, the Ironthorn Army wouldn't follow her.""Don't talk about dying for nothing before the battle's even fought. That's absurd.""You say she doesn't know war, but how did she win before?""Alpha Lance has already placed the Ironthorn Army under Gamma Adelaide's command. Adelaide's already training the wolf warriors.""Velda, you're being too arrogant. Compared to Gamma Adelaide, you might not even measure up."I tuned them out, keeping my gaze locked on Lance. " Alpha Lance,

Third Person's POVAdelaide caught the wooden stick and flipped it back to Lance with a meaningful glance."Understood!" she said firmly, fully grasping Lance's intention.Werewolf duels were brutal. The hatred between Adelaide and Velda was like a ticking time bomb. One misstep, and Adelaide's silver spear could easily end up in Velda's throat.Velda felt humiliated and sneered, "Using a wooden stick? Very well. Since you're so confident, don't blame me for not holding back."If she were more magnanimous, she'd have replaced her sword with a wooden stick too.But defeat wasn't an option—it would cost her too much.This was where she and Adelaide differed, a class inequality from the start.And so, fighting a wooden stick with a sword was justified.The sunset painted the sky red, and the bonfires were lit. The fires burned bright but not harsh, casting enough light to clearly see the two women standing in the center.Many anticipated a top-notch duel with dazzling back-and-forth move

Third Person's POVThe air buzzed with deafening cheers, but all Velda heard was a persistent droning in her head."I won't accept it! I won't accept it!"She was well aware that she didn't have Adelaide's noble birth or stellar mentors.Adelaide's prowess stemmed from being the daughter of the Frostfang Pack's Alpha, which naturally drew the guidance of powerful werewolves.Velda's defeat wasn't just at Adelaide's hands—it was at the mercy of their disparate backgrounds."Velda," Ulrik said, grasping her hand. "Are you alright?""I didn't lose," Velda insisted, her voice trembling as tears streamed down. "If I had her advantages, I'd never be defeated."Ulrik fell silent for a moment, then murmured in acknowledgment.Lance had already risen to his feet, tossing Adelaide's silver spear back to her. His voice, mingled with a wolf howl, boomed across the scene, "The Ironthorn Army remains under Gamma Adelaide's command. As for Velda's insubordination, she'll be punished after the southe

Adelaide's POVAlpha Lance summoned me to his tent.On the pine-wood table sat a weathered mug; a steaming cup of coffee was pushed toward me, the rising vapor blurring my vision.I caught the scent of moonflower.Taking a sip, the bitter coffee slid down my throat. Here, on the southern border, such a hot drink was a rare luxury."You considered killing her just now," Lance said suddenly.His voice was deep, roughened by battle."Yeah, I did," I replied without flinching, meeting his gaze.He nodded and continued, "Our scouts report that the Western Tribes have covered up the village massacre, claiming it was a fire that killed everyone. You know what that means?"I subconsciously gripped my coffee mug tighter. The warmth from the cup seeped into my palm, but a cold dread filled my heart.After a tense pause, I said, "They're hiding the fact that their future Lycan King was humiliated."I understood their motive—the Western Tribes would go to any lengths to shield their future monarc

Ulrik's POVThe final battle was approaching, and everyone was preparing.I knew Adelaide was training the 15,000 Ironthorn soldiers every day.After days of training, the warriors were cooperating seamlessly, and all the weapons were ready.Lance announced the attack would happen within two days. The Ironthorn Army, as the vanguard, needed to finalize every detail.I would lead 10,000 warriors to assist, responsible for setting up ladders and operating catapults. I had to discuss the cooperation plan with Adelaide these days.The general strategy was set by Lance. Adelaide and I were just going through possible problems on the sandbox.I had thought she was just better in fighting skills than others. But during the simulation, I found her knowledge of tactics was surprising.She could quickly come up with solutions for any minor flaw.Watching her explain with focus, I was several times entranced—she was more beautiful than when I first saw her, her eyes bright as if holding stars an