Third Person’s POV
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“It’s you! You’ve caused the discord between us! He won’t even touch me now! If it weren’t for you stopping the rescue mission, I wouldn’t have suffered like this! Did you collude with Snke? Are you framing me together? They never touched me! You tell Ulrik the truth!” Velda’s voice trembled with panic and fury, her pheromones reeking of sulfur–a telltale sign of extreme agitation.
“Adide, they say you’re a hero, but you stood by and did nothing! You’re unfit to be a werewolf general! You let us fall into Snke’s hands as prisoners! You let us endure torture and humiliation!”
Velda’s usations quivered as she tried to mask her fear with defiance.
Adide’s gaze sharpened, her cedar pheromones hinting at her forced calm.
Still gripping Velda’s cor, she turned to Beata and said, “Watch Cedric and ensure he doesn’t leave the house.”
Her voice carried an undeniable aura.
Beata, who had been ring at Velda, immediatelyplied. “Yes, right away.”
She sprinted off toward Cedric’s yard.
Her wolf growled approvingly in Adide’s mind.
Velda, unnerved by Adide’s intense stare, snapped, “What do you want to do?”
Adide hauled her up and dragged her outside despite the howling wind.
Velda’s hair flew wildly as Adide’s grip remained unshakable.
Adide’s wolf rumbled deep in her mind. “Let her feel our fury.”
“Where are you taking me? Are you going to kill me?” Velda screeched, her voice swallowed by the north wind.
Snowkes finally began to swirl downward, settling on Adide’s shoulders.
The gloomy sky promised a heavy snowfall.
Adide dragged her toward the altar.
Beta Valentin instantly grasped her intent and hurried to clear the area around the altar.
Once there<b>, </b>Adide tossed Velda inside and followed.
Valentin swiftly exited, leaving Velda on the altar’s floor. She panicked, looking around at the moonstonemps illuminating rows of wolf–head statues on the walls.
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