apter 122
Third Person’s POV
Adide had already returned to the Packhouse and was sitting in the living room having coffee.
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She took in every sound from outside. She had long seen through the Bloodmoon Pack’s true colors, so she wasn’t surprised <i>by </i>their antics today.
She was well aware of their purpose–to shift the spotlight from Velda.
They wanted the public to focus on Adide, sparing Velda and the Bloodmoon Pack from scrutiny, and even garnering sympathy to offset the criticism of Velda’s recklessness.
But Adide knew better than to let every provocation upset her. There were too many unsightly people in the world.
Outside, the weather was as hot as fire. Beata prepared some cold drinks for her to cool off and soothe her
anger.
After a few days of rest, Adide’s skin had be noticeably fairer and finer.
Adide said with a smile, “Have some cold drinks ready for Beta Valentin and the two Omégas too. They’re the ones who really need to cool down.”
Beata replied, “Already taken care of. We stored plenty of ice in the cerst year. There’s more than enough.”
Beta Valentin and the two Omegas returned, their faces showing displeasure. But upon entering the house and seeing Adide, they immediately put on smiles.
Beta Valentin’s cedar pheromones spread a calming aura, his wolf ears trembling slightly in his silver hair. “Alpha Adide, don’t take it to heart. Arguing with jackals would only dirty our hands.”
Adide invited them to sit. “No hard feelings. Consider it a show.”
Valentin said, “I’ve already sent someone to fetch Shaman Digby to clear things up for you. Unlike mere gossip, the issue of medical treatment must be rified for everyone to see the truth.”
Adide nodded. “I trust your thoroughness.”
Ivy’s rose pheromones suddenly surged as her wolf ws scraped the armrest. “Ever since the mate bond was dissolved, I’ve wanted to settle the ‘debts‘ with them, with interest. Today, for the sake of Alpha’s dignity, I held back–but I really should have let the old Luna taste the bitterness of moon grass tincture.”
Adide gazed at the ice crystals falling outside, her fingers brushing the knight medallion. “Patience.”
Two dayster, the reason for Shaman Digby’s refusal to treat Rosemary spread throughout the city.
It wasn’t from his subordinates but from Digby himself during a house call to an official.
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He simply stated, “I hold no regard for those who are unkind and ungrateful.”
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By waiving the official’s consultation and medicine fees, Digby ensured his words would reach the public.
Ulrik only learned of his mother and brother’s disturbance at the Frostfang Packter and was furious.
For two days, he didn’t return to the Bloodmoon Pack, choosing to stay at a hotel.
Yet even there, the chaos of the Bloodmoon Pack followed him, making peace impossible.
Velda’s days at the Bloodmoon Pack were tough. Pack members avoided her as if she carried a gue.
Ulrik ignored her too, forcing her to n a stay at her parents‘ home.
But upon returning, she found her parents had sold the house and vanished.
When she asked neighbors, they impatiently replied through her ck–veiled face, “Your parents left because of the scandals your family caused! Look at the mess you’ve made–no wonder they wanted nothing more to do with you!”
Velda never expected such heartlessness from her parents, selling even their home.
She knew they’d taken the Bloodmoon Pack’spensation to seek a peaceful life, but the feeling of abandonment cutting her like a knife.
Lance had been in seclusion for days. His pack’s waiting list grew longer daily, but no one entered.
He closed the borders, putting away the yful expressions he’d worn around Lycan Erasmus.
He understood the weight of themand.
It stated clearly that Adide must find a new mate within three months or be the New Moon Priestess in the pce.
Lycan Erasmus was pressuring Lance to make a decision.
Every word in the study that day held deeper implications.
Whether Adide entered the pce mattered little to Erasmus.
He could ce her there or leave her in the pack with a single word.
Years ago, Erasmus had learned of Lance’s feelings for Adide.
Before Lance left for the Southern Border, he’d approached Airelle, asking her to dy Adide’s marriage arrangements. He’d promised the victory from the Southern Border as a gift.
Erasmus was aware of this, and now that the Southern Border campaign had ended, he expected Lance to bond with Adide.
On the surface, the brothers maintained harmony.
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But the critical remark in the study that day was this–If Adide were to marry the descendant of any royal member, it could threaten the establishment of her own power <b>base</b>.
This <b>was </b>directed at Lance.
Erasmus <b>was </b>open to a bond between Lance and Adide, but on one condition: Lance must relinquish his power, surrender his werewolf army, and step down asmander.
In truth, Erasmus had always been wary of Lance<b>. </b>