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Third Person's POVLance always felt like the Klein Adelaide described was a completely different person from the man in his own memories.In Lance's eyes, Klein was tough but fair. He wasn't some tyrant who handed out beatings for fun, nor was he the type to let things slide. Most importantly, whenever Klein got his hands on high-grade herbs or rare supplies, his inner circle of students always got first dibs.But according to Adelaide, the man was a bipolar sadist who lived to torture his pupils.Watching the two young wolves go back and forth, Alpha Zander raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. "So, was this Klein 'fascinating' or just 'miserable'?"Adelaide didn't miss a beat before she started venting. "Grandpa, don't listen to a word Lance says. Klein hand-picked him. He was the golden boy! Of course he thought the old man was 'fascinating.'""That old psycho only had a smile for Lance. The rest of us got the 'special' physical therapy. Ev

Third Person's POVAvery didn't care about the big picture, the two nations, or the high-stakes political chess match.He only knew one thing: if he ever came face-to-face with the people responsible, he'd lunged at them like a rabid dog. He'd tear their throats out regardless of the cost, even if it meant losing his own life.But he understood why Adelaide was holding back.She wasn't just Adelaide; she was a high-ranking commander of the kingdom, a she-wolf with a duty. Her grandfather and her late father and brothers were the kind of loyal warriors who placed the kingdom's survival above their own pack's interests. She carried that bloodline with pride, but it was also a heavy shackle. She bore the honor of an entire legacy; she couldn't just act like a rogue wolf and burn everything down for revenge.Avery sat on the cold floor for a long time. It wasn't until he heard the two women in the side hall start teasing each other—the atmosphere

Third Person's POVTo avoid making a messy situation worse, Adelaide and Paisley made a silent pact to keep the treasonous evidence of Alpha Howell's secret dealings with Germain to themselves for now.Because of this, Lisa still believed Howell was just a typical coward—someone too weak and self-serving to stand up for his family. This was enough to set her off. In front of Priscilla, she went on a scorched-earth rant against Luna Skye.Since Howell was a ruling Alpha, Lisa didn't have the standing to insult him directly, but Skye had been a Doyle first. Lisa calling her a "clueless idiot" was something no one in the capital would dare challenge.Priscilla found the blunt, raw honesty of Lisa's fury incredibly refreshing. She chimed in, "Exactly! You should summon her here while Howell is out of town and give her a piece of your mind. If she can't protect her own daughter or stand up for Adelaide, I don't know what use she is as the Luna of the Sil

Third Person's POVA low rumble vibrated in Lance's chest, and his Alpha aura quietly filled the bedroom, causing the fire in the hearth to dim."She's confessed to most of the leads we already had," Lance said. "But there's one part of her statement that's a direct hit on Zander. She's swearing up and down that she only slaughtered the village because she was following his secret orders."Adelaide's eyes snapped open, sharp and lethal. Her fingernails shifted into jagged wolf claws, tearing through the silk sheets beneath her."So... the problem isn't getting her to talk anymore. It's making her change her story."Lance's gaze was just as bone-chilling. "I've already put pressure on the interrogation unit. They know they have to play by my rules."Adelaide forced herself to retract her claws, letting out a cold, bitter laugh. "By dragging Alpha Zander down with her, she turns herself into a mindless weapon. She thinks if she isn't the maste

Third Person's POVLance had been sitting in a high-backed chair outside the interrogation room for the better part of the day.Inside, the interrogators were using wolfsbane-tipped whips on Velda—nasty tools designed to suppress a wolf's healing factor and keep wounds festering in a constant state of agony. But even with her skin shredded and her spirit pushed to the brink, Velda refused to budge. She was sticking to her story: it was all Alpha Zander's idea.In the next cell over, Brock Freeman and a few other officers had already cracked. Under the influence of truth serum and a brutal beating, they'd spilled everything.The truth was, Alpha Zander was in a deep coma when it happened and couldn't have ordered a ham sandwich, let alone a massacre. Velda's own spies had spotted a small group of Western elite forces hiding in Snowdeer Town. Hungry for glory and wanting to tie up loose ends, Velda bypassed her superiors and ordered the hit on the ent