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Third Person’s POV
Ivy interjected, “Alpha Ulrik and Luna Velda have earned their merits. There’s nothing they can’t handle. You shouldn’t seek help from Frostfang’s Alpha.”
Tamara clutched Ivy’s hand, her face mournful. “Ivy, Adide has always treated me well. Please speak to her for me. The things those people say–I didn’t spread them. I swear-”
Ivy shook off her grip and nced at Beta Valentin. “Let’s head back to the Packhouse, Beta Valentin.”
Valentin and Ivy walked toward the Packhouse, leaving Tamara stranded at Frostfang’s border.
Ivy refused toment on Bloodmoon affairs.
Noticing Valentin’s troubled expression, she asked, “What’s on your mind?”
“Luna Skye rejected the gift from Adide for Melinda<b>,</b>” Valentin said quietly.
Ivy paused. “But Luna Skye and Luna Aire were close friends… Alright.”
In the eyes of powerful pack Alphas, many believed Adide’s favor with Lycan Erasmus stemmed solely from her father’s legacy.
So <b>no </b>one took Adide seriously.
Valentin said<b>, </b>“Don’t let Adide know about this.”
<b>“</b>Agreed,” Ivy nodded. “No need to upset her,”
Ivy didn’t inform Adide about Tamara’s visit.
That night<b>, </b>Adide would leave. They didn’t want Bloodmoon’s chaos to affect her.
Valentin handed Adide the medicine from <b>Shaman </b>Digby. Opening it, she found wolf–specific remedies–some for wolfsbane poisoning and others to boost self–healing-
“Did you pay him?” Adide asked.
“He refused payment,” Ivy replied.
Adide nodded. “I’ll settle with him upon my return.”
She opened another bundle, revealing pastries and sandwiches.
Valentin remarked<b>, </b>“The snow’sing. Be cautious of blizzards when traveling.”
Adide softly said, “Thank you<b>.</b><b>” </b>
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Her eyes glistened. “Beta Valentin, I leave Frostfang in your hands.”
“Return safely, Alpha Adide,” Valentin said, his worry evident.
Aid would arrive eventually, though likely toote.
Adide nned to rally Warscar Trainees and old allies to reinforce Alpha Lance until reinforcements arrived.
Lance, battling Dragon Ash at the Southern Border, would ry Dragon Ash’s movements.
But adjusting tactics swiftly would be challenging.
Adide’s POV
Snowkes drifted down, settling
branches.
The afternoon sky turned a pristine white.
The beauty of the scene escaped me–I was preupied with reaching the Southern Border as swiftly as possible.
Though swift, I couldn’t travel a thousand miles a day.
Nonstop travel was impossible. Rest was necessary.
I entered the house, weapon in hand, as Omegas offered tea.
After a few sips, I instructed, “Bring in my homing pigeons.”
Recalling my eight years at Warscar Training Camp, I remembered my reckless early days roaming the mountains.
A brutal beating taught me humility, sparking my dedication to training.
By thirteen, I’d bested nearly all trainees.
Eager <b>for </b>more challenges, I’d provoked many, <b>making </b>enemies whoter became friends.
I drafted identical notes, “Head to the Southern Border immediately!”
Tying them to the pigeons‘ legs, I released them.
With that <b>done</b>, I <b>bathed </b>and rested, nning to depart that night.
Just as Iy down, Ivy reported, “Alpha <b>Adide</b>, <b>Vanya </b>from Bloodmoon has arrived with Tamara. Tamara visited once today–I
turned her away, but she’s returned with <b>Vanya</b>.”
<b>“</b>Escort them to <b>the </b>Packhouse conference <b>room</b>. I’ll be <b>there </b>shortly,” I said.
The <b>snowfall </b>ceased after <b>less </b>than an hour.
I entered the conference room at my usual measured pace and said, “What’s the matter?”
Vanya rose quickly, grasping my hand and studying me closely.
Her eyes welled with concern. “Adide, how have you been?”
“Vanya, rest assured, I’m well,” I said, guiding her to sit. Smiling warmly, I asked, “And you, Vanya?<b>” </b>
“All is well,” Vanya replied.
“Adide,” Tamara began, but Vanya silenced her with a nce.
“Rosemary’s condition isn’t urgent. Let me speak with Adide first.”
I understood–Rosemary’s illness had worsened.
But I said nothing, continuing my conversation with Vanya.