Third Person’s POV
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Lance’s face stiffened slightly as he turned away, insisting, “I’m not officially part of the Warscar Training Camp. My teacher said I’m just his student, not a camp member.”
Adide smiled brightly. “That’s a bit of denial. Since Klein is part of the Warscar Training Camp and you’re his student, you’re definitely associated with it. When did you join?”
Lance forced a smile, trying to steer the conversation elsewhere. “We were talking about Cedric meeting Elder Halsey. When do you n to go?”
Adide rested her chin on her hand, staring at him without blinking. “Tomorrow, after I take Cedric to see him, Junior Lance.”
For some reason, knowing Lance was from the Warscar Training Camp eased her tension, making her bolder around him.
Lance rolled his eyes. “I’m older than you.”
“Yes, you’re older than me, a senior student,” Adide teased,ughing heartily.
She now understood why he’d always avoided the topic, mentioning only his annual visits to the Shadow Peaks–he was actually Klein’s student.
Indeed, at the Southern Border, she couldn’t very well refer to him as a junior in front of everyone.
On the battlefield, there were only generals and soldiers.
Lance felt a twinge ofpetitiveness. Hisbat skills were superior, and he was older.
But seeing her radiant, yful smile–still that fiery girl from the Shadow Peaks–he decided not to argue further.
“Don’t call me that in public,” he said, his pride slightly wounded.
Adide’s eyes crinkled withughter, her beauty mark vivid against her flushed cheeks. Lance couldn’t look away<b>. </b>
Adide was too caught up in her happiness to notice the turmoil in Lance’s eyes.
Lance continued, “Most of the Warscar Training Camp will attend our mating ceremony. It should draw arge crowd.”
“Then the Frostfang Pack must host a grand dinner,” Adide said with a nod.
Initially, it was just <b>a </b>statement–since Lance’s teacher and others would be there, a dinner was expected.
But saying it in front of him made her cheeks flush.
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Previously, the thought of the ceremony left her indifferent, viewing it as a pragmatic alliance.
But after everything with Cedric, her regard for Lance had grown.
Sometimes, catching his gaze, she felt a flicker of anticipation at the thought of him bing her mate- a far cry from her feelings when mating with Ulrik.
Yet, her feelings for Ulrik had been genuine.
Noticing her blush, Lance recalled overhearing her confession to Cedric.
Had there been truth in her words?
Of course there had been!
Why else would she say it?
Feelings rarely need reasons; those with too many are often impure.
Both lost in thought, the air grew awkward.
Lance broke the silence. “Lycan Erasmus appointed me as the Royal Court Chief Justice and Commander of the Ironthorn Army.”
This was odd. Lance had been the kingdom’s general. How could he now lead the Royal Court, a role typically administrative?
And why retainmand of the Ironthorn Army?
How would he manage both?
Nonchntly, he exined, “I’ve relinquished control of the kingdom’s army. Tad Olson temporarilymands it now.”
Tad?
Adide recognized the name—a once–renowned royal general whose career stalled after a battle injury left him unable to fight.
His family had been in decline until Lycan Erasmus suddenly elevated him.
But why appoint a disabled general as the kingdom’smander now?
And why rece Lance <b>so </b>soon after his triumph?
Adide quickly pieced it together. “Lycan Erasmus fears your influence?”
Lance’s <b>gaze </b>deepened. “Not fear. He just prefers to avoid rumors that might strain our brotherhood.”
Adide was stunned but curious. “Then why mate with me? If Lycan Erasmus fears your power, aligning with me shouldn’t <b>ease </b>his concerns. In fact, it might inme them.”
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<b>As </b>the Frostfang Alpha’s daughter, a decorated female Gamma respected by wolf warriors and Lycan Erasmus’s subordinates<b>, </b>she knew <b>her </b>status.
But mating with her wouldn’t eliminate Lycan Erasmus’s suspicions.
What did she miss<b>? </b>
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