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“After all, in the Blackthorn Pack, people obey both my orders and yours; they won’t necessarily follow hers,” Lance said.
Adelaide replied with a smile, “Actually, she’s not that hard to deal with. Although she did make things difficult for me, her methods were rather crude, which paradoxically made it easier to handle her.”
Lance nodded slightly and said in a low voice, “Crude? That’s the perfect word for it. Priscilla never mastered any real tactics. Spoiled from childhood, she resorted to tantrums and coaxing, always relying on others to fight her battles.”
He shared a memory. “I remember when we lived in the palace, the tricks she played on other priestesses. Once, a priestess was pregnant, and the old Lycan King would often accompany her. My mother wanted to summon her, so she feigned illness.”
“Priscilla sat in cold water to pretend she was sick, but she couldn’t stand the cold and immediately got up, grumbling that if they didn’t come, they shouldn’t abuse her like that.”
Adelaide couldn’t help but laugh. “Priscilla’s truly interesting.”
Lance gazed deeply at her smiling face and said in a low voice, “Interesting? I think that word suits you more.”
His mother was far from interesting.
In his memory, she was willful and unreasonable, always making a fuss without cause.
Despite their grandfather being a renowned scholar, he failed to raise a granddaughter who was anything but a headache.
On his deathbed, he left but one plea–to keep her out of trouble and preserve the family’s reputation.
The car finally came to a stop. Tommy turned around and said, “Alpha Lance, we’re at the Frostfang Pack.”
Lance shot him a cold glance, thinking, Can’t you even take a proper detour? Driving around the commercial district a few times would save so much gas?
Tommy, confused by the glare, wondered what he had done wrong.
Adelaide then said, “I’ll head back now. Take care on your way.”
She nimbly opened the door and stepped out, waved at Lance, and walked into the Frostfang Pack without looking back.
“Shall we return to the Blackthorn Pack or continue driving around?” Tommy asked, noticing Lance seemed reluctant to leave.
“Back to the Blackthorn Pack!”
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Lance commanded coldly, “If you can’t even figure out which roads to take, you’re dumber than I thought.”
Lance felt the trip had ended too abruptly, with most of the time spent relaying Adelaide’s conversation with Lycan Erasmus.
He was frustrated that despite the rare opportunity to be alone with her in the car, they hadn’t had a chance to talk more.
He mentally scolded himself for not being a more astute Alpha for bringing such an incompetent person along.
Tommy, sensing Lance’s irritation, drove back without delay.
Soon, the car pulled up at the Blackthorn Pack’s border.
After Lance got out and returned to the Packhouse, Beta Ralph approached and asked, “Alpha Lance, shall we set the betrothal ceremony for the day after tomorrow? We need to inform Elder Halsey.”
Lance, resolute and unwavering, replied, “The sooner, the better.”
Beta Ralph continued, “By the way, tomorrow is Madison’s birthday. She’s invited many guests to her birthday banquet and sent us an invitation as well. We’ve prepared several gifts. Which one would you like to send? They’re all in the study.”
Lance replied succinctly, “Send the gifts. I won’t attend.”
Beta Ralph added, “Madison also sent an invitation to the Frostfang Pack for Miss Davidson. She’s expected to attend.”
“Is that so?” Lance frowned. He knew his aunt’s character all too well.
Madison Pool, the old Lycan King’s sister, was a woman of deceit and cunning.
Fond of pretense, she loved hosting tea parties and dinners, mingling with relatives of the royal family and powerful werewolf packs.
She was adept at manipulation and had committed numerous treacherous acts.
After having a daughter, she ceased to bear more children and instead provided her mate with many Breeders.
Once the Breeders gave birth, she would take the children and slaughter the Breeders with extreme cruelty.
On one occasion, after a Breeder dared to talk back to her, Madison threw the child to the ground in front of the Breeder, killing it instantly. She then proceeded to chop off the Breeder’s fingers and toes one by one, letting her die in agony.
Such atrocities were, of course, kept under wraps.
Lance’s knowledge of these acts stemmed from a time when Madison’s mate, intoxicated and distraught,
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hid and wept. Lance , while searching for him, uncovered the truth.
Since then, he had harbored nothing but disdain for his aunt, avoiding her whenever possible.
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When the old Lycan King was alive, he had managed to keep Madison somewhat in check. But with his passing, she had grown even more unrestrained.
Her daughter, Wanda, was a carbon copy of her, often beating Omegas and once pelting Priscilla with stones, drawing blood.
Priscilla, being a junior, had no choice but to swallow her pride, well aware of Madison’s tactics.
Moreover, there was a longstanding feud between Madison and Adelaide’s father, Alpha Bentley.
In his youth, Alpha Bentley was handsome and valiant. At nineteen, he fought against the Western Tribe’s twenty thousand–strong force with just a thousand men at the Bloodscar Border, outwitting them and rendering their efforts fruitless.
Who could resist being smitten by such a hero?
Madison was no exception, falling for him at first sight.
Despite her grandfather’s strong objections–Alpha Bentley had already found his mate, Airelle–she persevered.
Madison’s relentless efforts only served to deepen Alpha Bentley’s disdain for her.
Eventually, she harbored a deep resentment against the couple.
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