A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

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ermain and Howell understood her all too well.

She sneered, leaving the threa

Howell remarked, “This won’t be easy. Adelaide’s an Alpha’s heir; she’s no pushover. Your usual tactics

won’t faze her.”

Madison snorted, “No matter how tough, she’s still a she–wolf”

Germain pondered for a moment. “First, let’s focus on what I asked. As for whether Lycan Erasmus truly favors Adelaide, I’ll verify it.”

With his frequent visits to the palace, gathering intel was no–trouble.

“Also, among the Eugenius Scout Team, Marsh is useless, but Magnus and Eugene are key. Madison, sabotage their matings.”

Madison’s smile grew sly. “There’s someone perfect for Eugene. I was about to arrange it.”

“Who? Reliable?” Germain asked.

Madison’s grin turned enigmatic. “She’s utterly devoted to me–I saved her life once.”

“Her origins? Skills?” Germain pressed.

Madison lounged back. “Details don’t matter. We’ll craft her story. She’s in her mid–twenties, a skilled fighter. I rescued her from an attack in Fairfax County, so her loyalty’s absolute.”

Germain nodded. “If she’s loyal, use her. Given her age, contact the Hutchinson family to arrange a mate with Eugene.”

Howell interjected dryly, “Did you really save her, or did you first harm her then play the savior? And does she bear a resemblance to those she–wolves in your manor, with a face like Airella’s?”

“How well you know me,” Madison laughed.

“She does resemble Airella a bit, especially the red mole on her lips.”

At the Warscar Training Camp, Craig approached Klein with a letter. “Klein, Lance has written, urgently asking for my help in the capital.”

Klein sat with eyes closed, ignoring him.

He was still fuming and refused to speak to anyone, forbidding all from leaving the camp.

Those who usually wandered were now confined; those absent dared not return, like Prunella.

Before departing for the southern border, Klein had repeatedly emphasized that no constructions on the

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northern Shadow Peaks, as he had plans for the land—a five–story observatory tower.

It would be a place to admire the

moon, train, and serve other purposes.

He intended to break ground next New Year’s Day but returned to find houses already built on the north side.

The north side of Shadow Peaks was at a high elevation, opposite the waterfall. Building houses there was purely for the residents‘ enjoyment of the scenery.

Klein deemed such short–sighted pursuit of pleasure inexcusable and was livid.

Now, Irene had publicly announced her retreat from society, claiming she would not emerge.

Let her hide. Klein was vengeful and would never forget this.

The observatory tower must be built next year; otherwise, he would not let it go.

Craig, noticing Klein’s silence, cautiously reiterated, “Klein, it’s about Lance. His urgent letter suggests something critical. I’ll return promptly after assessing the situation.”

Though reluctant to respond, Klein barely acknowledged him with a faint “Mm.”

Craig knew this almost inaudible sound was the most he’d get from Klein.

Had it not been for Lance’s request, he would have surely heard a “Get out.”

He quickly thanked Klein and assured him, “I’ll inform you of any developments. If all is well, I’ll return. immediately after resolving the matter.”

With that, he hurried out.

Outside, classmates swarmed around him, even Irene watching from a distance.

“Is Klein’s anger subsiding?” Irene asked.

“Does this mean we have to demolish the northern leisure villas?”

Craig swiftly announced, “Klein remains furious, but he’s permitted me to leave. I’ll lie low for now. Once his temper cools, you’ll notify me, and I’ll return.”

Amidst jealous sighs, he rushed down the mountain.

Turning to the crowd, Irene, their instructor, stood with hands on her hips and a coquettish stance.

She spun around and coolly declared, “I am in seclusion!” noveldrama

The group lamented when Irene/would summon the courage to confront Klein.

Meanwhile, Craig’s heart soared with relief.

Typically, he only stayed at Shadow Peaks in December, preferring to wander through mountains and

rivers.

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This time, he had seized the opportunity during Klein’s absence to build the leisure villa with classmates, only to be caught red–handed by Klein’s carly return.

Upon arriving in the capital, Craig learned he was to draw Caldwell’s portrait.

Caldwell apologized, explaining he would have visited Shadow Peaks himself, but was tied down by pressing matters.