A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

Adelaide’s ears tinged with warmth. “The sky isn’t dark yet,” she murmured.

“So? Beata pressed, her malt pheromones sharpening. “Do you really treat intimary with Alpha Lance like a secret? Must it wait for nightfall? You weren’t like this before. Don’t let Melinda and Dwight’s mesa ruke you recoil from Alpha Lance’s affection.”

Her wolf claws slightly emerged, urging Adelaide to see reason.

Adelaide was taken aback. Was she really resisting?

Each night, they shared closeness, sleeping embraced.

Her head never left his arm or chest throughout the night.

Seeing Adelaide’s confusion, Beata’s frustration flared.

She blurted out, “Luna Adelaide, do you want a mating of mutual respect, or one brimming with love?

“Beata, are you overthinking this?” Adelaide touched Beata’s forehead. “Are you feverish?” noveldrama

Beata, fuming, demanded, “Answer me!”

Adelaide turned her head slightly, a few strands of hair fluttering in the sunset.

“I want both respect and love. Why must I choose? Can’t they coexist?”

Beata hesitated, considering the possibility.

“But sometimes it feels like you don’t prioritize Alpha Lance’s feelings. He cares deeply for you, and relationships require mutual effort.”

“I do care!” Adelaide insisted.

“It just feels like it’s lacking something,” Beata mused, recalling Cedric’s parents‘ genuine love.

Adelaide thought back, Every trip home, she saw Randall and Tabitha stuck together. They walked hand in hand. They sat side by side. Randall would sneak a kiss when he thought no one looked. They shared food off each plate. They stared at each other like the room was empty.

She fell silent, pushing down those memories. “Enough. I get it.”

Beata, realizing her misstep, awkwardly suggested, “Are you hungry? Shall I have dinner served?”

Adelaide walked back without a word.

Lance noticed her determined stride and asked, “What did Beata say to you?”

Adelaide approached Lance and stood on her toes.

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Understanding instantly, Lance moved closer, bracing for a head flick.

Instead, she kissed his cheek.

He stood there, stunned, before tightly embracing her.

She whispered in his arms, “My mom gave Luna Skye many medicines back then, including moonflower agents and Digby’s special remedies. None were left. These medicines aren’t to be taken casually. I think they must have been given away, meaning they’ve been interacting with others more than it seems

Though the topic contrasted with the moment, it was crucial.

They sat down to discuss.

“I’m not too familiar with Doctor Digby’s drugs. Aren’t moonflower agents and Digby’s special remedies sold to the public? If nobility buys them, he wouldn’t refuse, right? How would gifting medicines help build connections?”

Adelaide shook her head. “No. Early on, moonflower agents and Digby’s special remedies were rare, especially moonflower agents. A key ingredient is hard to obtain, requiring collection in freezing conditions and use within twelve hours to prevent drying.”

“So back then, moonflower agents were scarce. After Digby’s research found a substitute, production increased, but it’s still limited. He makes a fixed amount yearly, some for me and Warscar Training Camp. a few bottles for himself, and the rest for sale. Once sold out, even urgent requests can’t get more if he’s not in the capital.”

“Interesting. What about those emergency medicines?” Lance asked.

“Those are lifelines, buying time for the dying to settle affairs, delaying death by hours or days, Adelaide explained.

Lance thought for a moment. “That’s something we can investigate.”

At Dwight’s trial, the court first dissolved all ties between Melinda and Dwight–a complete break with no face–saving for the Soulrend Pack.

Secondly, for abusing his mate and causing fetal death, with Melinda’s royal status and Lycan Erasmus’s order, the Ministry of Justice sentenced Dwight to ten years of hard labor in the Payette Hills, supervised by the local prison and tasked with land reclamation.

The verdict was announced on the spot, with departure set for the next day, leaving the Soulrend Pack no chance to plead

Alpha Manfred made no further appeals.