Ulrik’s POV
After the New Year, in mid–month, Velda and I finally led the reinforcement wolf warriors to Frostbite Town on the southern border.
Stepping into the southern border, we received the battle report that Alpha Lance had already reimed Frostbite Town<b>. </b>
Velda and I were anxious–lest we arrive a moment toote and miss the final battle.
It would be such a pity to have journeyed here only to gain no merits.
Fortunately, upon arrival, Alpha Lance’s warriors had just finished pitching tents and had not yetunched the general offensive.
Entering Alpha Lance’s tent, the wolf generals were discussing tactics.
My nose twitched as a familiar pheromone hit me.
Scanning the room, I <b>saw </b>no abnormalities.
Velda’s wolf ears trembled with surprise as she took in the orderly setup.
Through our Mind–link, she said, “Odd. I expected chaos from supply shortages, but these warriors look spirited”
“Not just the warriors. Didn’t you notice?
busy–no sign of panic from the wars,” I replied.
sorganized here. The civilians are calm and
thought they’d be eager for us, even have Alpha
Velda’s annoyed voice echoed in my redundant.
Lance greet us personally. But now we seem redundant.”
“Let’s <b>focus </b>on our mission first, I cut off the Mind–link.
Using it near stronger wolves risked exposure.
“Tim Alpha Ulrik. I want to see Alpha Lance.” I knelt on one knee, releasing cedar pheromones.
Velda followed suit, her wolf ws <b>scraping </b>the <b>ground</b><b>, </b>“We’re ready for duty.
Lance nced at <b>us</b>, <b>his </b>gāz… i
I met his eyes
briefly.
puzzled by his meaningful look.
I simply said, “The snow dyed us. Please nu
The weather’s not your fault, Lance replied.
us as you see fit.
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Velda and I stood up.
As I moved, Abbott approached, pping my shoulder andughing, “Alpha Ulrik, great to finally meet you! Lucky to have such a fine Luna.”
Scott also chimed in, “Congrattions, Ulrik! Your mated pair’s achievements will surely restore the Bloodmoon Pack’s glory.”
<b>“</b>Alpha Ulrik, your Luna’s bravery on the battlefield puts us Gamma to shame,” another added.
I froze. Had news of Velda and me’s mating reached the southern border so quickly?
Abbott and Scott were former subordinates of Alpha Bentley. Why were they congratting us? Before I could ponder further, I offered a polite smile, “Thank you, Gamma.”
Velda, beaming with pride, clearly savored the other generals‘ recognition.
She’d been praising our union as a perfect match of strength all the way here.
Adide, who followed the rules, only leaned on the pack’s glory–how could shepare to Velda’s battle–tested worth?
She smiled and said, “I’m ttered. I only participated in the Bloodscar Battle–hardly deserving such praise.”
The crowd fell silent, taken aback by her words.
Seeing everyone’s reactions, I became even more puzzled.
Abbott, studying Velda, asked politely, “You did contribute significantly to the Bloodscar Battle.”
Velda’s eyes flickered with triumph. She replied, “I’m overpraised.”
Abbott turned to me, pushing me gently andughing, “Why stand there like a statue? Greet your mate. She’s still recovering from an injury.”
I turned to Velda, anxiety creeping in. “Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine!” Velda responded instinctively.
The atmosphere in the tent grew tense, the aura chaotic.
My wolf paced restlessly in my mind, ears pricked and growling alertly.
I sensed Velda trying <b>to </b><b>contact </b>me <b>via </b>Mind–link, but I ignored it.
The wolf generals shifted their gaze to someone behind me.
Adide emergedposed and said “Ulrik Velda <b>wee </b>We’ve <b>been </b>waiting for long”
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Velda’s expression changed subtly as she hooked her arm through mine, smiling at Adide. “Miss Davidson, I didn’t expect to see you here. It’s a pity you didn’t inform everyone about your dissolved bond with Alpha Ulrik earlier. No wonder there’s been a misunderstanding.”
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