Third Person’s POV


    Given their track record, it was unlikely Prisci and Madison would let Adide slide..


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    With Adide’s mating ceremony with Alpha Lance imminent, they’d rmended Sabrina, <b>a </b>sweet- talking Bloodmoon Pack girl, to Prisci.


    Their motives were clear to those in the know.


    Rowena ignored the drama, focusing on the delicious pastries and coffee.


    Prisci was very particr about her diet, and her pastries were especially delicious. Rowena figured she might as welle to enjoy the tasty treats.


    Prisci’s event had its fair share of sycophants. After Prisci’sment, many began subtly bad- mouthing Adide.


    It was unclear whether Madison had orchestrated it or someone was deliberately catering to Prisci, but the remarks, though not openly derogatory, carried a clear tone of sarcasm.


    They superficially praised Adide for her war merits but implied that such a she–wolf would be hard to tame, suggesting Prisci might struggle to control her and even risk a reversal of authority in their rtionship.


    These remarks visibly annoyed Prisci.


    It was clear that Madison was behind the attempt to sow discord between them.


    Once Madison felt she’d made her point, she gave Wanda a meaningful look.


    Wanda promptly approached with a smile and said, “Prisci, Alpha Lance is set to mate with Adide soon. As the Ironw Army’s deputymander–admittedly an honorary role–she’s likely too upied to care for Alpha Lance properly.”


    “I think Sabrina would be perfect,” she continued. “The Bloodmoon Pack once had its glory. Having Sabrina as a breeder for Alpha Lance seems quite fitting.”


    Wanda and her daughter often manipted Prisci, who usually heeded their advice.


    Seeing Prisci’s dislike for Adide and fondness for Sabrina, the n seemed set to seed.


    Wanda, harboring deep resentment toward Adide, wanted to upset her by pushing Sabrina into Lance’s life.


    But Wanda miscalcted.


    Prisci disliked Adide, but the idea of Sabrina, from the scheming Bloodmoon Pack, <b>as </b>a breeder <b>was </b>worse. Already facing ridicule for her son’s bond to Adide, Prisci refused to be theughingstock.


    Moreover, she detested anyone with designs on her son.


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    <b>11:09 </b>Mon, 7 July


    Though ttered by outsiders‘ praise, Prisci despised schemers, especially those targeting her <b>son</b>.


    She believed neither Adide nor Sabrina matched her son’s stature.


    After Wanda’s proposal, Prisci’s gaze toward Sabrina turned cold.


    Without addressing Wanda, she told Susan, “You gave thisdy my coral bracelet? That was <b>a </b>birthday <b>gift </b>from Lance. Take one of your recent cups instead.”


    Sabrina’s face drained of color as everyone’s attention turned to her.


    Humiliated, she stood frozen while Susan reced the bracelet with a crystal cup.


    “Show some gratitude,” Susan said coldly.


    Sabrina, mortified, thanked her and nced helplessly at Wanda.


    Wanda’s face fell–this foolish woman had embarrassed her in public.


    The scene amused the guests.


    Prisci was easily charmed, but her pride in her son was non–negotiable.


    It was easy to make her happy with a few kind words, and even easier to hoodwink her out of her money. But Prisci took great pride in her son. Anyone scheming around Alpha Lance would face <b>her </b>wrath.


    Wanda, seething with anger, remained silent.


    Madison, however,ughed leisurely, sipping her coffee. “Just a joke, no need to take it seriously. The Luna mating ceremony hasn’t even happened yet. What’s all this talk about a breeder?”


    “Wanda, your kindness is misced. When that Tenar girl shed a few tears over her admiration for Lance, you sympathized and pleaded for her with Prisci. But how could Prisci make such decisions for Alpha Lance? Even for an omega servant, Alpha Lance’s approval is necessary.”


    This remark triggeredughter among the she–wolves, who cast mocking nces at Prisci.


    Her face flushed with anger, but Madison’s words were irrefutable. Prisci, already struggling with her words, was left speechless.


    As Prisci fumed, Madison blew on the foam in her coffee cup and continued leisurely, “I usually mind my own business<b>, </b>but Lance is my nephew. Why did he return from saving the kingdom and choose to mate with Adide?”


    “Fortunately, you didn’t invite her today. Had she been here, I wouldn’t havee. Such a narrow–minded person isn’t worth my time.


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