Third Person’s POV


    Adide’s whip snapped to the side, rulling the wolf warriors‘ fur.


    They caught the dual scent in her pheromones–the cedar of the Frostfang Pack and the fir of the Ironthorn soldiers, resonating in her blood.


    When Wanda snarled, the fresh rash on her neck red up.


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    “Odd,” Adide mused, tapping the ledger with her wolf ws, “We’re just here to reconcile ounts. Why all the fuss?”


    “Did you embezzle the dividends, Wanda?” she asked.


    Her pheromones pressed down, souring Wanda’s instantly.


    “You’re lying!” Wanda snapped, all bluster but reeking of guil


    As servants lifted the boxes, Adide caught the distant howl.


    “Let’s hope you’re not lying. Since you won’t check, Prisci and I will visit the Glenveil Pack.”


    She barred the wolf warriors with her whip and ordered the omegas, “Load the ledgers–we’re heading to Glenveil.”


    The warriors didn’t dare stop them. Shielded by Adide, the omegas carried the chests out.


    Ignoring Madison’s livid face, Adide waved Prisci over. “No justice here. Let’s find a ce that speaks reason.”


    Prisci trotted to her side, and Adide took her hand, whip in the other, ready to leave.


    “Stop!” Madison’s musk surged as her ws dug into the seat.


    Adideughed lightly. “nning to attack us with five hundred warriors? If you win, it’s assaulting royalty. If you lose… tsk, embarrassing.”


    Adide’s presence was undeniable.


    The warriors‘ tails curled in their armor, their hackles rising under dual pressure.


    Madison loathed Adide’s grin–it mirrored her mother’s,


    Both were schemers.


    Adide’s smile never wavered. We came to reconcile ounts. Why the drama? Madison, is there something to hide? Once we’re at Glenveil, Prisci should throw a party and invite everyone to discuss this.<b>” </b>


    Wanda snarled, “You’re the one lying! What hidden agenda? Didn’t I send Prisci the ledgers?”


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    “Odd.” Adide mused, tapping the ledger with her wolf ws, the ounts you sent to the pce don’t match those I found at the store”


    “The ledgers you sent show losses. The ones I found at the store show profits. Care to exin the discrepancy?” Adide’s voice sharpened.


    Wanda fumed. “Why raise your voice? This is my mother’s estate, not yours or the ckthorn Pack’s.”


    Adide’s gaze turned icy. “Madison’s estate or not, we’re here for ountability. If not, let’s leave.<i>” </i>With that, she began to lead Prisci away.


    Madison smashed a cup to the floor, her voice cutting through the silence. “Reconcile ounts? Fine, let’s!”


    Wanda turned to her mother, voice urgent.


    Madison’s eyes shed. “Bring all financial staff here. I want to see how Johnson embezzled.”


    Adide smiled faintly. “Clever move, Madison. If Johnson’s guilty, he’ll face the judiciary.”


    Madison red at her, icy resolve in her eyes..


    She knew once Johnson reached the judiciary, he’d confess everything.


    It was no use trying to pin the me on him.


    Johnson was Wanda’s servant from the Glenveil Pack. After a misconduct, the Luna of Glenveil transferred him to the manor.


    Wanda had spotted his cunning and promoted him to manager of the Golden Jewelry Store.


    Essentially, Johnson was still tied to Glenveil. If Adide dragged this to Glenveil, it would harm both their reputations.


    The scandal of Wanda gifting the wolf–head statue to the Frostfang Pack’s Air had already tarnished Madison’s name. She’d hoped to lie low for a couple of years, letting people forget before making new ns<b>. </b>


    That’s why even when Adide and Prisci came for diamonds and money, she’d given in to avoid a


    scene.


    Now, this wasn’t just about money. If exposed, it would be fraud against the New Moon Priestess.


    Wanda, as Madison’s daughter, might avoid court but would face public bacsh.


    Glenveil Pack would jump at the chance to expel her, and being a thief would give them the perfect


    excuse.


    But she wouldn’t return the money. The store was near its end anyway. She’d just hand it over. After all, it had always been part of the n.


    Though profitable, the store’s reputation was terrible–only good for quick cash, not long–term business.


    With this n in mind, the ount verification sped up. She’d reviewed the records; the total profit the years was roughly this amount.


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    Seven or eight financial staff worked furiously, their calctors cking away. They imed they could finish within two hours.


    To make the two hours feel longer, they withheld meals and turned off the heating. The bone–chilling cold crept up from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads.


    Madison and Wanda huddled with hot water bottles, but Adide and Prisci had none.


    Adide was fine, but Prisci shivered uncontrobly in the freezing cold.


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