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| didn’t see any food supply convoys on the way. Alpha Lance must be so sure of victory that he stopped food
transportation.
But with the big battle about to start, how could he?
After asking around, | found out Frostbite Town and Darkclaw Town were the only places not yet. reclaimed.
No wonder the supply lines had disappeared-Alpha Lance was really something.
| pushed myself harder and sprinted with determination. This was the last leg of the journey. | bit my lip and
picked up speed. No matter what, | had to see Lance today.
As dusk fell, | approached the battlefield.
Lance’s army was camped outside Frostbite Town.
Once | crossed into the perimeter, | was met with the devastating aftermath of war—it was heartbreaking. My
father and brothers had sacrificed themselves on this very land.
Without tto dwell, | shouted at the top of my lungs, “I'm Adelaide, daughter of Alpha Bentley! | need to see
Alpha Lance!”
| kept yelling until my voice went hoarse.
Werewolf warriors tried to block me, but | just barged through.
“I'm Adelaide, Alpha Bentley's daughter! I've got urgent intel for Alpha Lance!” My rough voice stood out sharply
in the quiet night.
Suddenly, bonfires erupted, shooting embers into the sky. Over twenty spears, carved with wolf- tooth runes,
pointed at my throat.
Moonlight revealed the soldiers’ elongated canines, and the sulfur pheromones from their necks formed visible
crimson barriers.
But when they heard | was Alpha Bentley's daughter, they didn’t attack.
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They lowered their weapons but still kept a close watch on me.
Just as we were at an impasse, a black horse galloped up and stopped right in front of me.
The rider, clad in golden armor and with a face full of dirt, had a shaggy beard that almost covered half his face,
revealing only a pair of piercing eyes.
The horce circledslowly. He leaned down and serutinizedwith a rasny voice full of doubt
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“Yes, | am.” | looked him in the eye without a hint of fear.
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| knew Lance when we were kids. Even back then, he was way taller than the other boys, always practicing wolf
combat moves.
After | cback to the Frostfang from the War Scar Training Camp, | kept hearing how brave he was in battles.
They also said he was one of the most handswolves in the kingdom.
But the man beforewas far from “handsome.” However, he exuded an intimidating aura that dared not be
underestimated.
Especially his eyes-they were cold as ice.
He stared atintently, his gaze sharp as an eagle's.
After a moment of silence, he finally spoke, “I believe you. Follow me.”
| breathed a sigh of relief. | had thought it would take a lot more effort to meet him, but it turned out to be
surprisingly smooth.
| followed Lance, using the bonfire light every ten steps to scan the camp. My heart sank.
The southern border was supposed to have 300,000 wolf warriors, plus 100,000 from the Bloodscar Border-
400,000 in total.
But this camp looked like it had less than half that number.
Lance had been taking cities and claiming territories, but at a heavy cost in wolf lives.
I followed Lance to a tent. Outside, numerous worn-out warriors milled about.
Their armor was tattered, faces coated in dust, and beards a mess.
Among them, | spotted Abbot Hutchinson-he was one of my father’s former subordinates and had heldin his
arms when | was little.
“Adelaide?” Abbot strode over, his voice trembling.
“Uncle Abbot!” My eyes welled up.
His lips quivered as he turned away.
More of my father’s old guards gathered around, their eyes bloodshot under the firelight.
“Miss Davidson, how is your mother?”
The question stabbed my heart, but |
nodded through Re “Uncle 1
Ay Meer d sp ak with Alpha
Lance urgently. We'll catch up later.”
Lance stood before the tent. his massive frcasting a shadow over me. “Cin,” he
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He lifted the tent flap and walked in. | followed him into the tent
The tent was freezing, no warmer than the outside.
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A battle map and sand table sat in the middle. In the corner, a bed held soiled, blood-and-herb- stained bedding,
with bloodied gauze nearby.
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Lance sat awkwardly-one leg straight, the other bent.
“Speak. What's this urgent military intel? His tone was abrupt
| locked eyes with him. “Prunella
Barnett, stationed in the Dragon ash
Kingdom, reports tht Western Tribal
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Lance frowned. “Prunella’s intel? Wasn't she from the Warscar Training Camp like you?”
“Yes! Her intel is solid. The numbers
might not be ees passive!
Nii free efi itely on the way.”
| added hastily, sensing his doubt.
“Why not report directly to Lycan Erasmus?”
“Without evidence, he didn’t believe me.”
Lance’s gaze intensified. “You should say the info cfrom Craig's reconnaissance. Lycan Erasmus trusts him
completely.”
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