Chapter 107
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He wore a smile, but it canned a hint of worry
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“Yes freils ageed to Adelaide and Ulriks mating. I dared not inform Lance for fear of distracting him. Bor his Beta eventually wrote to him. He must’ve been heartbroken back then. Erasmus said. massaging his foretical
Things took an unexpected turn. Ulrik after achieving merits. requested to mate Velda. And Adelaide showed no attachment to him. Ar first. I doubted her feelings, thinking she acted an impulse. But I realized I underestimated her I wondered if Lance will had a chance but worried he’d reject her.”
Faven gunned. Your probing just now showed Lance still cares for Adelaide.”
Bramus morted. So what? Even after our heated argument, he only insisted she was his subordinate and couldn’t admit his lingering feelings. I’ll push him further and have Lycan Luna talk to Adelaide
“Of course he wouldn’t dare admit it. If he said he liked her after you proposed making her a priestess, it’d Be like challenging you Naturally he’d show respect.” Fabian said.
Respect When he glared at me, he looked ready to strike. Erasmus muttered. Help me up. That argument’s left me lightheaded
Nonsense. You’re just apsy from happiness. Fabian retorted, supporting Erasmus as they headed to the moon goddess altar flanked by royal guards and Omega torch–bearers.
Ar the Frufing Pack’s hall, Adelaide heard the familiar lavender scent of Beata’s Omegas as the bronze wolf–feat door opened.
“Alpha Adelaide ! ” Beata shrieked darting forward. Her moonstone earrings günted in the moonlight. You’re back. If you’d been gone three more days, Beta Valentine would’ve led the pack guards to the wather harder
Adelande les Beara nuzzle her bloodstained cloak, dicking the Omega’s heated ear tip. “Battlefield howls are tea times louder than your voice. What’s there to worry about?
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Beta Valentine stood on the steps, his temples‘ silver hair gleaming under the porch light.
The wolf–head emblem on his chest faintly shimmered. “Alpha Adelaide, Alpha Bentley would’ve been proud of your achievements,” he said.
“Valentine, you make me sound like a veteran wolf returning triumphantly,” Adelaide remarked, accepting a cup of wolfsbane tea from him. The cup featured the Frostfang Pack’s emblem. “No new battlefronts for the Frostfang Pack?”
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“If rogue wolves saw our new war flag, they’d flee,” Valentine joked. “Paisley’s crew came back clamoring for meat–they emptied half the deer jerky stash.”
Passing through the silver–moon–grass–carpeted corridor, two Omegas approached with cedar–carved gift
boxes.
Adelaide noticed the wolf–head silver hairpins in their ears–trophies she’d brought back from the battlefield, now gleaming under the wall lamps.
“Hot water’s ready,” Beata whispered in her ear. “Scented with your favorite Bloodmoon roses. A gift from Lycan Luna Clarissa, with a note saying, ‘Even battle–scarred claws deserve a floral soak.“”
In the hall’s center, the wolf–shaped candle holder flickered.
Adelaide gazed at the wolf–head–carved dome and recalled her last night at the southern border, vowing to rebuild the Frostfang Pack’s altar.
Though the calluses on her palms hadn’t faded, palace rituals awaited.
“Where’s Paisley and the others?” she asked, unfastening her armor, the stench of blood and gunpowder filling the air.
“Snoring in the guest rooms,” Valentine said, offering a silver–wolf–embroidered robe. “Avery threw his armor into the hallway; Angela’s rose–gold dagger is lodged in the doorframe–they plan to sleep for three days, challenging anyone who dares wake them.”
Beata combed through Adelaide’s tangled hair, her fingers skimming the remnants of silver–moon grass in her hair. “A messenger from the palace arrived- says they’ll see you tomorrow.”
Adelaide arched a brow at the copper mirror, her reflection revealing the fading scar of her temporary mark. “Tell them to wait. I need to soak off the Dragon Ash Wolf Kingdom’s blood first, lest I stain the
carpets.”
The bathwater rose to her shoulders, blending with the scent of Bloodmoon roses.
Adelaide gazed at her reflection, recalling Lance’s words on the battlements of Darkclaw Town, “The Frostfang Pack’s starlight awaits your reignition.”