Adide’s POV
I flicked the edge of the list, letting it dangle tauntingly as Ulrik reached for it–only for me to yank it back.
A cedar tang burst from my nape, Alpha pheromones flooding the air.
Ulrik’s pupils slit, his knuckles elongating into wolf ws.
I sidestepped his grasp, my moonstone ne suddenly searing hot–a sign Frostfang’s Alpha bloodline was awakening.
“Come and take it,” I said, letting the list slip into the gale of my aura.
Ulrik’s shoulders cracked with the sound of bone shifting
His lea
His leap left granite floor splintered, irond muscles straining <b>against </b>his uniform.
As his fist whistled past my temple, I bit my lip, fangs piercing flesh.
My wsshed out.
Ulrik’s punch veered at thest second, shattering a blue porcin <b>vase </b>behind me..
I seized his wrist, my nails–hardened into des–pressing against his pulsing vein. “Did yourbat trainer never teach you?” I taunted. “Never go easy on a Frostfang wolf.”
He headbutted me, his fangs grazing my earlobe as I dodged.
In <b>one </b>fluid motion, I flipped him to the ground..
<i>“</i>Still figh
fighting?” I felt his ws coiling at my <b>waist</b><b>. </b>“I could slit your throat thrice before you fully shift.”
Elder Halsey’s staff mmed the floor. “Enough! Frostfang’s daughter doesn’t turn her fangs on kin.”
<i>The </i>n
moment I released him, Ulrik rolled me aside.
Propping himself up, he rasped, “<b>You</b>… can fight?”
“Not masterfully,” I said, my ws retracting.
aid, my ws retracting-
I channeled my wolf, Alpha aura scattering leaves into des.
“Watch closely.”
The leaves swirled into a de–storm.
Ulrik, half–shifted<b>, </b><b>raised </b><b>his </b><b>ws</b>–a futile <b>dance</b>.
Then he froze, three fresh scratches bleeding on each cheek.
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Ulrik stared at me, chest heaving.
He’d never seen this side of his meek mate.
“Why hide this skill?”
I clutched the asset list, a faint smile ying on my lips.
With a flick of my wrist, I flung it into the air. As it descended, the parchment shredded into a flurry of paper–like snowkes drifting through winter.
Rosemary’s voice quivered. “You tore <b>the </b>list! Fine! Leave–empty–handed!”
1 smiled lightly. “The things I want? No one stops me.”
She lunged, Beta support at her side. “Touch anything, and I’ll report you to the royal council!”
She turned and shrilled at the Omega, “Get her out of here! And none of the Omega’s or her wolf guards leave either–they’re
Bloodmoon wolves now!”
The Bloodmoon guards exchanged nces, ready to act, when a cry echoed from outside, “Beta Fabian’s here!”
The room froze. Rosemary straightened her cor. “Quick, prepare to receive him!”
Lycan Erasmus’s Beta, Fabian, strode in, nked by royal guards.
Ulrik opened his mouth, but Fabian silenced him.
“Lycan Erasmus’s decree for Miss Davidson<b>.</b><b>” </b>
Rosemary <b>sneered</b>. “She’s no longer our Luna–Ulrik rejected her<b>.</b>”
Fabian nced at her, then fixed Ulrik with a cold stare. “Is this true?”
Ulrik confirmed, “I’ve rejected and exiled her, witnessed by both ns.”
Fabian’s smile faded. “Irrelevant. Lycan Erasmus’s will <b>prevails</b>.”
Turning to me, he dered, “By royal <b>decree</b>, <b>Alpha </b>Bentley’s merits <b>grant </b>his heirs a hereditary <b>seat </b>on the King’s Council. Miss
Davidson, <b>you </b>may <b>inherit </b>this seat or nominate a Frostfang member.”
Halsey choked back a sob. I <b>saw </b>her wipe a tear.
Rosemary’s moonstone pendant shattered in the sunlight.
Fabian continued, “Regarding Miss Davidson’s appeal–Ulrik Tenar vited the mate bond. The council annuls your bond. The
Tenar and Davidson ns are <b>severed</b>, with no further interference.”
As thest word fell, autumn wind swept dead leaves across the courtyard.
I <b>watched </b>Ulrik’s rigid back, his fingers absently rubbing the Bloodmoon sigil.
Rosemary gagged, choked by invisible hands.
Beata stood by with a wooden box, its military medals pressing into my palm–Frostfang’s pride, never to be trampled.
“Congrattions, Miss Davidson,” Fabian murmured.