Third Person’s POV


    Tamara sat exhausted in the chair, staring at the empty conference room.


    Dim light streamed in, illuminating lonely tables and chairs, making the entire Bloodmoon Pack feel like a tomb.


    She was happy for Adide–not for any grand reason, but for the care Adide had shown her during her time with the Bloodmoon Pack.


    It was not just material support. Now that Tamara managed the pack, she realized how much trouble Adide had shielded her from.


    At this moment, she was truly exhausted. If her mate were just a regr guard in the pack, she wouldn’t have to pursue those unrealistic things, draining her energy in a futile chase.


    She fell asleep in the chair and didn’t know how much time passed until an omega rushed in.


    “Alpha Ulrik and Luna Velda nearly shifted just now. Alpha Ulrik scratched Luna Velda, and she pped him back. Then Alpha Ulrik left the pack, and Luna Rosemary woke up and fainted again.”


    Tamara simply nodded, the scent of wolfsbane from the hallway still lingering in her nose.


    “Go about your business,” she said.


    She knew this was just the beginning of endless unrest.


    As Lance set off for the Shadow Peaks, the royal appointment for Ulrik arrived–he was transferred to the Capital Werewolf Guard as amander.


    The position was shared by two individuals, one of whom was Ellen from the Ironthorn Army.


    The Capital Werewolf Guard fell under the Ironthorn Army, with Lance serving as itsmander and Adide as the deputymander.


    In reality, Adide’s role wasrgely ceremonial–the kingdom allowed she–wolves on the battlefield but wouldn’t grant them actual authority.


    Moreover, although Lance relinquishedmand of the entire army, he retained the title of Ironthorn Armymander.


    If Adide were to hold real power, the Ironthorn Army and the Capital Werewolf Guard would effectively be under their control, inevitably arousing suspicion.


    Lycan Erasmus’s move was preemptive–he trusted Lance had no ambitions for now but didn’t want to give him the chance to develop any, lest it harm their brotherly bond.


    Ulrik was far from pleased with the appointment. He had no desire to serve under Lance and Adide,


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    Even knowing Adide wouldn’t take an active role in the Capital Werewolf Guard, as long as she held the deputymander title, he would technically be her subordinate,


    Still, it was better than being entirely overlooked.


    Joining the Capital Werewolf Guard at least granted him tangible power.


    His immediate superior, Rex Lyons, had never seen battle but was close friends with Ellen. Consequently, he was well–informed about battlefield events and held prejudices against Ulrik and Velda.


    On Ulrik’s first day, Rex deliberately snubbed and mocked him.


    Ulrik swallowed his pride, treating his colleagues to a meal out of his own pocket, with Ellen stepping in to mediate.


    When Ellen stated, “Alpha Ulrik has indeed carned his battle honors, and Lycan Erasmus has recognized them,” Rex finally cased his hostility.


    Ellen wasn’t championing Ulrik but simply acknowledged that since Lycan Erasmus and the Royal Elder Council had affirmed Ulrik’s contributions, he saw no need to stir up trouble–after all, Alpha Lance dislikedplications.


    After Ulrik assumed his post, Velda hoped for a position of her own, even if it meant serving as a Capital Werewolf Guard or a junior captain in the Ironthorn Army.


    She was aware of her past mistakes and didn’t expect a high–ranking role, but she had been instrumental in the Bloodscar Border victory.


    Even disregarding the southern border battlefield, securing a position shouldn’t <i>be </i>difficult.


    With a title, she could hold her head high.


    But she had underestimated the situation–even Adide held only a ceremonial deputymander title and wasn’t required to participate in Ironthorn Army training.


    Adide was “exempt,” while Velda was “prohibited.”


    After waiting for days, Velda received not a position but a dismissal notice from the Royal Elder Council, along with a deration that her contributions to the Bloodscar Border triumph were erased.


    She was no longer a werewolf warrior, and her Bloodscar Border achievements were nullified as if she had never set foot on the battlefield.


    She was ordered to return her Gamma armor, badges, and weapons.


    This shattered her psychological defenses.


    She had always seen herself as superior because she was <b>a </b>werewolf warrior and a Gamma, having worked hard to be the Bloodmoon Pack’s Luna.


    She thought this was just the beginning, with promotions sure to follow, but joining the Bloodmoon Pack


    turned out to be the end of her aspirations.


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    In a frenzy, Velda smashed items in the courtyard. Her wolf ws elongated by three inches, tearing bronze flowerpots to shreds.


    The mint in her pheromones mixed with sulfur, a sign her wolf spirit was on the brink of losing control.


    The trophies she once cherished–her fang ne, Bloodmoon medal, and invitation to the Werewolf Council–were smashed against the walls.


    Moonstone shards scattered across her face, carving bloodstains that ovepped with the humiliating marks left by Snke.


    Omegas dared not approach and instead sought Tamara,


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    But Tamara dered, “Let her rave in her own yard–I won’t interfere,” without even ncing outside.


    Rosemary was still ill, and no one dared inform her.


    Others, upon hearing the news, chose to stay clear, but Sabrina went to take a look, her eyes brimming with venom.


    It was all this wretched woman’s fault. If not for her stealing Alpha Ulrik, Adide would still be the Bloodmoon Pack’s Luna and wouldn’t have be Alpha Lance’s mate.


    This woman was nothing but trouble.