Chapter 478

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Third Person’s POV
Abigail threw herself into her grandmother’s arms, burying her head there for a good while before lifting it again.
Her eyes were red, but they sparkled as if every word she spoke was from the heart.
Adelaide and Paisley exchanged glances, both feeling something was off.
But since their mission was to persuade Abigail to give up, and now they could give Doug and Eugene an answer, they didn’t press further.
After leaving Doug’s, they headed back to the Blackthorn Pack, planning to send someone to inform Eugene of the outcome.
Initially, Adelaide intended to merely pass on the result, but after a moment’s thought, she decided to have Paisley deliver Abigail’s exact words personally.
Though Adelaide was a bit slow in matters of the heart, she could sense Abigail’s barely concealed distress after making her swift decision.
Could it be that Abigail’s feelings for Eugene were more than a fleeting fancy? Had they crossed paths before?
It seemed unlikely, given their ten–year age gap and Eugene’s early entry into the werewolf warrior ranks, which should have put them in different circles.
Upon hearing Paisley’s report, Eugene simply nodded and said, “Alright, thank you for your trouble, and also thank Caldwell for coming up with the excuse . ”
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Paisley hesitated, then said, “Eugene, Abigail is a truly wonderful woman. She wishes you peace and prosperity.”
Eugene was aware of Paisley’s discerning taste.
If she held Abigail in such high regard, Abigail must indeed be exceptional.
He was well aware of Abigail’s virtues. Precisely because she was so wonderful and so young, she deserved a younger mate.
Eugene smiled and said, “I wish her the same. May she find a suitable mate soon.”
Meanwhile, after Christine brought Gloria back to the Ironclaw Pack, she confronted her.
Her pupils narrowed into sharp vertical lines. “You don’t need to go around suspecti was the one who discovered it. He found Melvin’s jewelry in the corners of your beds. cracks in your walls. As for the rest, I was the one who told him.”
Gloria looked at Christine in utter disbelief.
eryone. Eugene table and the
Her lily of the valley pheromones went haywire, her pupils dilated with shock, and her wolf ears perked up
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involuntarily.
She let out a howl, “He found out? And you, my own family, instead of covering for me, you added fuel to: the fire and told him everything?”
“What have I ever done to you to make you harm me like this?”
Her voice trembled with a wolfish vibrato, her aura sharp with accusatory spikes.
Christine spoke coldly, her sandalwood pheromones forming a tangible ice wall that took Gloria’s breath away. “Cover for you? What have you done to me and Eugene?”
Gloria’s limbs turned icy, her lily of the valley pheromones falling silent in an instant.
She hadn’t expected to be betrayed by Christine. Her pheromones raged like torn silk: “But you’re not even related to him! I’m the sister of your mate. We’re family! You’d harm your own family? Aren’t you afraid of karma?”
She grabbed Christine’s arm, her fingers, agitated, faintly shifting into the pale shadow of wolf claws. “Come with me. Let’s go to Cynthia. Is this how you treat family? I’ve never wronged you. In the pack, you’re almost the law. Everyone obeys you, including me. Isn’t that enough? What more do you want from me?”
Christine shook off her grip. Her sandalwood pheromones burst forth like icicles.
She slapped Gloria across the face, the impact carrying immense pressure. “This slap is on behalf of Luna Adelaide.”
Before Gloria could react, another slap landed on her right cheek, the pressure even heavier. “This one is for Eugene.”
Gloria screamed, her lily of the valley pheromones blazing with fury, her pupils reddening with rage. “You hit me? How dare you?”
Ignoring her, Christine raised her hand and struck herself fiercely across the face, her tone suffused with self–loathing. “And this slap is for myself, for tolerating you all these years, for pouring my heart out to you, for ignoring right and wrong out of familial duty.”
“I knew you were having an affair and got pregnant. I helped you terminate the pregnancy, arranged for your recovery, and personally returned you to the Hutchinson family.”
Her hand shifted slightly as she struck/leaving a faint red mark from her wolf claws on her cheek. Tears streamed down Christine’s face as she delivered the heavy slap to herself, using all her strength.
The imprint on her face was clear, her sandalwood pheromones mixed with the saltiness of her tears , fluctuating intensely.
“Christine!” One of her omegas cried out, stepping forward with woodsy pheromones warm with urgency. “Why hurt yourself? If you’re angry, hit me instead.”
Christine broke free, weeping as she struck herself again with a reckless finality. “This slap is for my past foolishness. When Eugene’s death notice came back, you wanted to return to the Ironclaw Pack with his compensation money. I didn’t dare let you go back, fearing it would bring disgrace to the Ironclaw Pack if
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something was found out.”
“I don’t care about my reputation anymore. Go ahead and make a scene in front of Luna Cynthia Let everyone know.”
Gloria was terrified.
She had never seen Christine so out of control.
Christine was always dignified and composed, never flustered. No matter how grave the situation, the could handle it with ease.
But now, she seemed like a madwoman.