Chapter 22
Adelaide’s POV
I opened my eyes, staring at the ceiling.
Rebellious since childhood, I’d never obeyed–except that one time.
I followed my mother and brothers‘ mates, learning to be a Luna, managing the pack, abandoning combat books, and ditching my dreams of becoming a wolf warrior.
I learned quickly. Mother said if I couldn’t be the best female Gamma, I’d excel as a Luna.
But she was wrong. I was wrong.
I should’ve kept rebelling. Then I wouldn’t be alone now.
I still didn’t understand why the Western Tribe rogues did this.
The official story–Alpha Bentley’s defeat shamed them, driving their revenge.
But it doesn’t add up.
The rogues‘ survival near the Royal pack wasn’t easy.
If they could infiltrate that deeply, their priority would be intelligence–not exposure.
The Western Lycan King wouldn’t order such senseless bloodshed.
The truth was buried.
I was reminded of my father and brothers, grief and anger swell
swelling.
They reclaimed the Southern Territory but couldn’t hold it, dying honorably in battle.
If Alpha Lance avenged them by reclaiming the South, it would fulfill their legacy.
My first night back in Frostfang was sleepless.
Visions of my family’s murder haunted my dreams.
I lay wide–eyed until dawn.
The next day, managing pack affairs in the Packhouse, Beata informed me, “Elder Halsey and some wolves went to Bloodmoon to retrieve belongings.”
I nodded, but said nothing.
I no longer cared about Bloodmoon.
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After a pause, Beata said, “We brought back the high–end furniture and decorations we took to Bloodmoon.”
“Luna Rosemary’s inconsolable, cursing us as selfish thieves,” she added,
I snorted. “She’s just upset about the assets. If she keeps this up, every pack will know Bloodmoon’s reputation is in tatters.”
“Alpha Adelaide, you’re right. Elder Halsey pointed that out, and Rosemary fell silent. But Ulrik said something.”
“What?”
“He said, “Hope you don’t regret this.”
“Regret?” I smiled faintly. “I regret not rejecting him a year ago.”
Third Person’s POV
Once Adelaide’s belongings were removed, Rosemary seethed, “He took everything! Bloodmoon can’t even afford
now!”
my
medicine
Ulrik, though uneasy, comforted her, “The Southern front will need Velda and me soon. We’ll return with new merits.”
Rosemary wailed, “How could she be so heartless? Just because she’s not a lover? Does she think she’s the Lycan King’s
daughter?”
Uirik’s mouth opened, but no words came.
Adelaide’s newfound influence, backed by the Lycan King’s decree, was undeniable.
“Good riddance to her family!” Rosemary spat.
Ulrik also found it strange that the Western rogues had slaughtered Frostfang’s Alpha family, including the defenseless she-
wolves and pups.
Why would Western rogues slaughter defenseless she–wolves and pups?
It was an act with no strategic value.
But Frostfang’s affairs no longer concerned him, and he refused to get involved.
Adelaide would regret this. Ulrik had considered helping her investigate when he first learned about the massacre, but she
refused the opportunity.
The removal of valuable furniture left Rosemary heartbroken.
Spotting Tamara observing from the porch, she snapped, “Why didn’t you stop them?”
Tamara replied coolly, “I won’t stoop to such shame.”
Rosemary glared, “Are you defying me too?”
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Tamara, recalling Adelaide’s year of diligent leadership versus Rosemary’s current venom, felt a chill. “Adelaide honored you. Look what it got her. Hope Velda treats you the same.”
“She will!” Rosemary hissed. “Don’t speak of that bitch! If she were truly filial, she’d ensure my medicine.“.
Tamara clarified, “Adelaide didn’t cut your medicine. Shaman Digby refused to return, deeming the Tenar clan dishonorable.”
Sabrina erupted, “How dare you side with outsiders against your own mother? Alpha Ulrik will reject you when he hears of this!”
Tamara, knowing the Tenar clan’s selfishness, thought of her own plight.
Unlike Adelaide, if she were rejected, she’d become a rogue with nowhere to go.
“Fine, I was wrong,” Tamara said, turning to leave.
Ulrik noticed her fleeting panic–a look he recognized all too well.
He consoled himself, thinking things would improve once Velda and he earned new merits.
“Adelaide will regret this,” he muttered.
