A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Chapter 31

Adelaide’s POV

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Tamara shook her head hurriedly and said, “Alpha Ulrik and Velda would definitely not appeal to Shaman Digby.

Although Shaman Digby is well-known, he has no pack and is merely a rogue. Alpha Ulrik and Velda, being

esteemed Lycan generals under Lycan Erasmus, would never stoop to seeking Digby's help.”

| looked at her and said, “Then you should go. Kneel there for two or three days. If you can bring Digby here, it

will be your merit. Even if you can’t, all the surrounding packs will see your effort. Then no one can say you

haven't done your part.”

Tamara’s eyes suddenly lit up as she grasped my intent.

| never expected Ulrik and Velda to make the appeal-it was Tamara | was sending.

Once she earned a reputation for filial piety, the Bloodmoon Pack couldn't exile her on flimsy pretexts.

Vanya nodded in agreement. “Thank you, Adelaide. It's the only solution now.”

Then, with a light sigh, she added, “You once devoted yourself to caring for Luna Rosemary, but the outside

world couldn't see or know of it, granting you no recognition.”

“That's all in the past,” | said calmly.

Tamara quickly expressed her gratitude. “Thank you for your advice. Without it, I'd be at a complete loss. This

past month has felt like an eternity of torment.”

| said, “I've set up a new altar at the Frostfang Pack’s plaza. Over the next few months, I'll be praying there to

the Moon Goddess for the fallen wolves of the Frostfang Pack. So | won't be seeing any visitors during this time.

Please take care.”

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My meaning was clear-I hoped that no matter what happened in the future, they wouldn't ctoanymore.

After Vanya and Tamara left, | didn’t go back to my room to rest.

Seeing the sun gradually setting, | knew | had to set off after dark. Even if | lay down for a bit now, it wouldn't do

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Recalling the chaotic scene at Ulrik’s wedding as described by Tamara, for sreason, | suddenly found it quite

comical.

So this was the farce triggered by his so-called “true love“?

Guests left one after another, leaving the Bloodmoon Pack utterly humiliated. The wedding was nothing but a

ironically named “feast.”

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| silently repeated the name, feeling the long-suppressed hatred welling up again.

If it weren't for her committing atrocities like slaughtering surrendered villages for military merit, the Frostfang

Pack wouldn't have faced such a disaster.

She had stolen Ulrik frombefore and humiliated me. At that time, considering her contributions, | still held a

bit of respect for her.

But now, just thinking of her made my fingers clench with pain.

As for whether my grandfather knew of this?

Was Lycan Erasmus also kept in the dark?

The battle reports made no mention of it. | had to investigate personally.

After night fell completely, | crossed the pack plaza and made my way to the house closest to the pack’s border.

Walking into the living room, | spotted several gift boxes.

| was a bit confused-weren’t these the gifts | had Valentin send to Melinda?

| immediately understood the reason and couldn’t help but smirk.

Of course, no she-wolf about to form a bond would willingly accept blessings from a rejected she-wolf.

But these gifts were my sincere offering. Once given, it didn’t matter whether they were accepted

or not.

I locked the darkest room on the west side.

Moonlight streamed through the small window, illuminating the oak table where three oilcloth- wrapped bundles

were prepared. Inside were three sets of leather armor designed for easy combat, with edges reinforced with bull

tendons for better biting.

As | loosened the sash of my silk robe, the glands at the back of my neck began to uncontrollably secrete cedar

pheromones.

My bones made popping sounds first, my knuckles twisting into wolf claws suited for sprinting.

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When my fully shifted forepaws shattered the tiles, the oilcloth bundle was flipped by the rush of

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the bundle. My fangs accurately pierced the reserved wolf tendon bindings.

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The royal guards at the border were likely dozing off. Under the cover of night, | relied on my werewolf agility to

swiftly vanish.

The cedar pheromones mixed with the night wind filled my lungs. My muscle memory in wolf form instantly

found the optimal sprinting rhythm.

The blizzard and ice pellets lashed at my eyelids, so | simply closed my eyes and relied purely on the pheromone

trail to navigate.

The rumbling in my wolf's throat resonated with the wind. | could distinctly taste the bloodiness from fifty miles

away.

As the first streak of dawn pierced the clouds, my wolf paws shattered the stained glass window of an

abandoned church.

The pain from the stained glass shards embedding in my paw pads joltedfully awake, with residual beastly

features swelling under my skin.

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On the fifth morning after my departure, | finally reached the southern border.