Third Persons POV
Velda entered the room and saw Alpha Isaiah present.
Despite her reluctance, she bowed.
Isaiah merely nodded faintly and said in a nd tone. “It’s good that you’ve returned safely”
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Isaiah had always been indecisive. As the former Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, he’d failed to steer the pack toward prosperity, leading to its decline.
Even in the capital, held garnered no attention from Lycan Erasmus and held no royal position.
Hearing this. Rosemary’s brows furrowed in displeasure
She retorted. “How can merely returning safely be considered good? Neither you nor Ulrik achieved any merits. Our Bloodmoon Pack has been utterly humiliated!”
Turning to Velda, she added. The capital’s abuse with rumors that you were marked by the Western Tribes wolves. Is there any truth to this?”
Rosemary’s ws burst forth, scratching the obsidian armrest
Her decaying pheromones filled the hall
“The whole city’s talking about it!”
Velda’s cedar pheromones sharpened. Her neck nd glowed unnaturally under the moonlight.
Her muscles tensed beneath her clothes, and her eyes shed with anger. She demanded. “Who said that? Who said I was marked by other wolves”
Answer the question? Rosemary’s eyes narrowed to blood red slits, her yellowed fangs piercing her lower Tigh
“Rumors im you were marked by Western Tribes‘ wolves in their prisoner camp. The whole city’s abuse with it!
Velda’s pupils shrank to pinpoints, and her left check instantly bristled with silver gray wolf hair
She was stunned that the Southern Border incidents had spread to the capital so quickly
Her mind buzzed as she vehemently denied, “It’s not true! I was captured, yes, but t only suffered physical injuries. I was never marked by anyone!
Isaiah pressed a calming hand on his wife’s shoulder. “Calm down, Rosemary Velda, if you’re innocent. why not have others vouch for you? Weren’t there others captured alongside vou
At the mention of Brock and fellow captives, Velda’s heart filled with bitterness
Ulrik had questioned them before, but they’d all feigned ignorance.
Despite being imprisoned in the same cell, they imed ignorance.
Because of their “ignorance,” everyone assumed she’d been vited.
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To Isaiah’s suggestion, she coldly replied, “The innocent need no defense. Let others say what they will. I don’t care.”
“How can you not care? Our pack’s reputation is at stake!”
Rosemary’s wolfish howl,ced with decay, shook the room. She’d always prioritized pack and family honor above all else.
“When I made you the Bloodmoon Pack’s Luna, it was with the expectation that you’d bring us glory, not
shame!”
Regret flooded Rosemary.
She’d believed Velda’s achievements at Bloodscar Border would lead the pack to greatness.
Instead, the Southern Border battle had dragged them into disgrace.
She had also got a young son, Wilmot, and a daughter, Sabrina, who hadn’t found mates yet. They were of marriageable age but had been waiting.
She’d hoped Velda and Ulrik’s merits would secure better alliances.
But now, with these scandals, who would ally with them?
This, coupled with the absence of Ulrik’s name on the list of those who achieved military merits, had left her seething with anger.
Velda had endured nder on the battlefield, but she hadn’t expected to face such scrutiny from her own pack.
Her pent–up fury erupted.
Her cedar pheromones exploded into a sulfurous storm. The moonstone floor cracked under her partial shift.
Steel–gray wolf fur covered half her face, and her fangs pierced her lower lip. “When Ulrik and I bonded, you were delighted. You even rushed to drive Adide away.”
“Now, after my Southern Border setback and capture, is that my fault? You don’t inquire about my suffering or injuries, only to berate me. I dere my innocence, yet you refuse to believe me. Is this how family treats each other? If I’d known you were so shallow, I’d never have joined the Bloodmoon Pack!”
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With that, she stormed out, mming the door.
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Rosemary, left speechless and gasping, could only stammer, “How dare she?”
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