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Though Adide had long abandoned the idea of seeking a Second Chance, her wolf still growled excitedly in her <b>mind </b>at the sight of Alpha Lance.
“His scent is truly intoxicating. Why don’t we get closer?” her wolf repeatedly urged.
Yet Adide remained where she stood.
Lance, standing in the snow, his pupils dted slightly at the sight of Adide before narrowing into vertical slits. “Ready?” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied.
“Come, I’ll show you a ce,” Lance said as he mounted his horse.
A bag hung from his saddle, its contents unknown.
Adide followed suit, mounting her horse and riding behind him.
They reached a barren hill, its trees long since stripped of leaves, with scant vegetation.
Paths stretched out in all directions, leading to higher elevations.
The wind howled, as if countless ghosts were wailing.
Lance stood on the hill, hands behind his back, gazing at a path to the left. Beside it stood a wordless tombstone.
“The townsfolk of Frostbite erected this for your father, Lance <b>said</b>. “He stood alone against arrows on that path, unyielding
Adide’s vision blurred with tears.
She had known Lance <b>would </b>bring her here and had mentally prepared herself, yet the pain still cut deep.
“He led troops here, severing the Dragon Ash Kingdom’s supply line to Frostbite Town. He aimed <b>to </b>fight valiantly, but after sessive battles, his men were exhausted. Lycan Erasmus, new to his role andcking authority, dyed reinforcements. Your father held on for so long. Lance exined.
“I had an informant in <b>Frostbite </b>Town. These are the tales they gathered. Witnesses were so moved that they secretly ced this tombstone here, fearing discovery and destruction by the <b>Dragon </b>Ash Kingdom,” he added.
He retrieved <b>a </b>sk of wine from his saddle and handed it to Adide. “Go ahead. Pour a drink for <b>your </b>father. Tell him you’ve <b>be </b><b>a </b><b>fine </b><b>warrior</b>”
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Adide wiped her tears, took the sk, and led her horse step by step down the hill to the tombstone.
Kneeling, she poured the wine onto the ground, tears streaming down her face.
She could vividly imagine the scene–no retreat, no strength left, only one path: to hold the enemy’s supply line at all costs and await reinforcements.
She cried soundlessly, unable to utter a word or even the word “Father.”
Her sobs were fiercely suppressed. She didn’t dare to cry out loud.
Lance remained on the hill, not descending.
On the first night of the siege, he had already paid his respects.
He brought Adide now because he believed she was truly an exceptional warrior.
In time, <b>she </b>would match her father’s greatness.
Lance had always thought she would follow the path of battle, bing the kingdom’s first female wolf general.
Instead<b>, </b>she chose to be Ulrik’s <b>mate</b><b>. </b>
With her strategy and bravery, she could still support Ulrik to greatness.
Lance recalled the vibrant girl practicingbat skills at the Warscar Training Camp, her face forever adorned with an innocent, passionate smile.
Now, he only saw her restraint.
The loss of her family had deeply wounded her.
But Lance didn’t understand why she hadn’t sought
vengeance for her fallen kin.
Why had she chosen to be another wolf’s mate?
The spirited girl he once knew was full of pride, yet now she couldn’t even cry aloud, as if restraint had be her habit.
What else had she endured?
Had Ulrik wronged her?
At the thought, Lance’s gaze <b>turned </b>cold.
Alter capturing Frostbite Town, Lance immediatel
sent news to the capital.
Within three days it reached I vean <b>Frasmus </b>igniting his excitement
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Upon receiving the report of Frostbite Town’s recapture, Erasmus summoned the Royal Elder Council.
The council’s president, Cyrus, teared up. “Frostbite Town is retaken! Adide’s bravery is unparalleled. She seized and held the food depot. We can now reduce supplies. Alpha Bentley, your daughter is amazing.”
Lycan Gamma Elias was equally thrilled. “With Alpha Bentley, Alpha Lance, and now Adide, the transition of power is sessful.”
Erasmus’s joy was palpable. “Most crucially, only Darkw Town remains on the southern border. Once captured, Dragon Ash will have no strength left. Without their support, the Western Tribes have no reason to remain on the southern battlefield. Unless they seek another conflict with us at the Bloodscar Border.”
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