A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

Germain stayed silent throughout, scanning everyone and pondering their hidden thoughts.

Madison was observing too, and she didn’t miss Tracy’s expressions.

She realized something. It seems some words only work coming from Lycan Erasmus’s mate.

After the dinner, people said their goodbyes and left.

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Adelaide held Cedric’s hand and thanked Clarissa, Erasmus, and Camilla, “Thank you for the dinner.

Erasmus’s gaze lingered on her face, his smile unchanged, “Adelaide, visit the palace more to keep Clarissa company; she always mentions you.”

“Yes, I will,” Adelaide replied.

Erasmus nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed. Adelaide didn’t dare look noveldrama

Camilla reminded, “Go back early. Cedric looks tired.”

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“We’ll head back then,” Adelaide said, turning to leave with Cedric.

Tracy sneered, looking at Lycan Erasmus–he was staring at Adelaide’s back, his eyes holding an emotion Tracy had never seen before, the same warmth that Alpha Lance had when looking at Adelaide.

Tracy was shocked. “Could it be that Lycan Erasmus truly has feelings for her, beyond just her looks?”

Lance was pulled aside by Aldrich, the old Lycan King’s brother and Lance’s uncle.

Now aged and back in the capital for retirement, he seldom went out.

His son had become a pack Alpha with his own territory.

Living comfortably in his pack, he didn’t want to spend his days alone in the capital.

Partly, he stayed to show Lycan Erasmus that his descendants wouldn’t cause trouble.

Also, noticing the ambitions of some restless individuals, he returned early to avoid being courted.

Tonight, with a hint of drunkenness,/Lance dragged Aldrich to the palace banquet.

Under the influence of alcohol, he spoke frankly, both as a warning and a hint.

Aldrich patted Lance’s shoulder and said, “Your Luna is wonderful, Bring her to see me sometime.”

Lance smiled and agreed, “I will.”

Aldrich stroked his chin, laughed heartily, and left with steady steps, clearly not drunk.

Lance saw Adelaide approaching with Cedric and went to meet her. Habitually, he held her hand and

asked, “Cold?”

Adelaide replied, “Not at all. The wine warmed me up.”

She also mentioned Priscilla drank too much and would stay at the palace with Clarissa, with Zelda keeping her company.

Lance indifferently said, “Let her be.”

Then, Lance held Adelaide’s hand, she held Cedric’s, and they left the palace for the Blackthorn Pack.

Tonight, the Blackthorn Pack was lively with guests Paisley and Avery.

With the New Year approaching, they prepared a feast.

Cowdell placed several baskets of coins on the oak table. Each silver coin bore the Moon Goddess’s emblem and carried his cedar–scented pheromones–a unique blessing ritual of the Blackthorn Pack. Only werewolf warriors‘ blood could warm the coins.

Servants lined up, their boots brushing the floor and kicking up fine silver hairs.

The lead omega’s nape bristled with gray fur. With a claw on the table edge, they delivered the sage- scented blessing in a hushed voice: “May the Moon Goddess bless the pack, and may the New Year bring invincibility.”

Cowdell stirred the hickory wood in the fireplace with his wolf claw. Sparks flew onto the coins, emitting a moon–white glow.

Adelaide’s silver–blue blood dripped onto a coin, and the emblem seemed to twist to life.

She pressed the warm coin into Cedric’s paw. The young wolf’s furry ears shivered with ice crystals. “Luna Adelaide, I can’t hold so many!”

The surrounding wolves laughed. Their nape marks glowed–a instinctive response to shared joy.

Paisley suddenly dumped a basket of wold fang coins onto the table. The Crimson Flame emblem under her leather jacket glowed, “Those who take more than once get their ears pulled!”

Her wolf claw precisely grabbed a servant’s earlobe but released it when silver light burst from the servant’s ear tip.

Avery’s wolf ears under his cowboy hat twitched impatiently. He stuffed a handful of Wolf Fang coins into his leather jacket. The moon mark at the base of his tail suddenly warmed. “Simple blessings are the most sincere!”

Before he finished, the temporary mark on his nape brightened under Adelaide’s pressure.

Paisley laughed, lashing her whip. The air current from the whip pushed Avery to Adelaide but secretly slipped a silver coin into his palm.

Cowdell tossed a handful of Moon Goddess Herbs into the fire. The burning scent mixed with the wolves pheromones rose into the night sky.

The festivities lasted until the early morning when guests finally retired.

Cedric, too tired to keep his eyes open, was carried to bed by Avery.

Lance held Adelaide close in the warm bed, hoping its heat would reach her heart.

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He expected her to speak, but she stayed quiet, breathing steadily, perhaps asleep.

But Adelaide was awake.

She had no intention of moving or speaking.

Some past pains had to be endured–gritting her teeth through the night, time would heal all wounds.

But things were different now. She had someone who truly cared for her.