Semua Bab A Female Alpha’s Revenge: Bab 721 - Bab 730

Third person's POV.The air in the room was thick with the sour smell of stress.Everyone knew that Lance's mate, Adelaide, was Alpha Zander's granddaughter.By calling Lance out in front of everyone, Lycan Erasmus was backing him into a corner.If Lance agreed to haul Zander in for trial, he'd be crushing his Adelaide's heart. That kind of pain could drive a wolf insane and put a serious crack in their mating bond.Standing nearby, Elias felt his skin crawl.He took one look at Lance's stone-cold expression and decided to take the hit for him. He stepped forward and bowed."Lycan Erasmus," Elias said, his voice loud enough to fill the silence."I think we should recall Alpha Zander for questioning immediately. We can let his son, Russell, take over command at the border for now."As the guy in charge of military logistics, it was technically Elias's job to weigh in. It was a smooth move that gave Lance some breathing room.Lycan Erasmus's golden eyes shifted to Elias, cold and unread

Third Person's POVUlrik had zero feelings left for Velda. If anything, her betrayal had left him with nothing but a bitter grudge.But looking at her now, he realized he had no idea what she was capable of.He knew she'd been desperate to flee the capital, but after the assassination attempt, she'd been too spooked to even leave her room.She had probably spent weeks obsessively planning how to handle the fallout if the truth about Snowdeer Town ever came out.That was exactly why Ulrik had kept her in the dark about the Western delegation—he didn't want her making a run for it.When Ulrik arrived, the first thing he saw was Velda holding a blade to her own throat. The heavy metallic scent of blood hit him instantly, making his inner wolf growl with agitation."Velda! Put the sword down!" he roared.At the sound of his voice, Velda snapped her head up."Ulrik!" she hissed through gritted teeth.Ampelio arri

Third Person's POVThe three of them stepped into the study.The moment she crossed the threshold, Adelaide's brow twitched. The scent... it had changed.The room was nothing like the place she remembered. It used to be filled with rare collectibles she'd brought from the Frostfangs; now, it looked like a dump—dilapidated and smelling of stagnant air and failure.Ampelio was still fuming, venting via their mind-link."Gamma Adelaide, that prick totally did it on purpose! He blocked me just to give that crazy bitch a window to kill Thorne!"Adelaide sat down, her gaze calm as she looked at him. "Do you have proof?"Ampelio deflated like a popped balloon."No! The guy was too slick. He made it look like a natural reaction. Even if we dragged him in front of Lycan Erasmus, he'd have a hundred excuses ready to go.""If you don't have evidence, keep your mouth shut," Adelaide commanded. "I have questions for him. I brou

Third Person's POVThe soldiers in the Royal Guard lived for strength and battlefield legends. When Ampelio started running his mouth, it didn't take long for the locker room to turn into a heated debate."I knew it! Alpha Zander runs a tight ship—there's no way he'd sign off on slaughtering civilians!""Exactly! That's rogue behavior. That bitch Velda must have lost her mind trying to rack up extra credit!""Hell, if Zander gets pinned for this, I'm not standing for it!"The werewolf social scene is like a massive spiderweb. These guards hit the bars, the training pits, and go home to their mates, whispering the same story every step of the way. By morning, the gossip had wings.This was exactly what Adelaide wanted.Step one of her revenge: narrative control.She needed to bank massive public support for Zander before the trial even started. If the city believed "Alpha Zander is an innocent hero dragged down by a psycho

Third Person's POVAfter Beata left, Lance led Adelaide into the bathroom.Amidst the swirling steam, he gently helped her out of her heavy uniform. His fingers slid through her hair, lightly massaging her scalp."Ouch..." Adelaide let out a soft hiss."You haven't slept in days. Is the headache that bad?" Lance asked, his voice thick with concern.Under the pressure of his large, warm hands, her frayed nerves finally began to unwind."Much better," she whispered, closing her eyes and letting out a low hum that sounded almost like a pup nuzzling its sire.Lance looked at her, and his heart ached.She had become so accustomed to being strong, to moving through the world like a soldier cutting through brush.He rarely saw that carefree, radiant smile she used to wear back in the Shadow Peaks.The agony of losing her family and the fall of her pack had forged this vibrant she-wolf into a relentless, battle-hardened g