Third Person’s POV
Yvette, who had attended the mating ceremony, suddenly chuckled from the side. “You wouldn’t believe. how nervous Lance was that night. He wouldn’t even let people near the vi. Such a considerate and enviable mate.”
Margot rolled her eyes at her. “Is your own husband not good to you? I heard he makes you breakfast every morning.”
Yvette’s face turned red in an instant. “Margot!”
Adide smiled faintly, lifted her water cup, and took a sip.
This harmonious atmosphere was truly pleasing.
She tried her best not to dwell on unpleasant matters.
Celebrating Christmas at the pce, even a hint of sorrow was inappropriate, and she had long grown ustomed to suppressing her emotions.
They were discussing Melinda’s mate, Dwight–a prideful werewolf who had taken in two breeders.
One was a call girl from the red–light district, exceptionally beautiful, for whom Dwight had paid a $300,000 breach of contract fee.
The other was the daughter of a businessman. It was said she became Dwight’s breeder due to her substantial personal wealth, and it was this breeder who had covered the $300,000 fee.
There was a flurry of discussions.
None of these powerful packs had ever taken in a call girl from a nightclub as a breeder.
Even if someone truly fancied such a woman, they would at most purchase a property outside the pack to keep her as a mistress.
Yet, Dwight had added a new breeder for the sake of a nightclub call girl, and the purpose was specifically for that call girl.
Someone suddenly sneered, “I didn’t expect this young werewolf to be so lovesick. Using a breeder’s personal funds to cover the breach fee for another breeder–what a clever move. No one else coulde up with such a perfect solution. But what about Melinda? She’s just a poor soul who can’t even count on her own parents or mate.”
Prisci was the one who spoke.
She had never opposed Skye before.
Alpha Howell, a minor royal branch, was ipetent and cowardly. Both he and his wife were difficult to support, and there was no satisfaction in besting them.
However, ever since she heard that Skye had refused Adide’s offer to gift Melinda, she regarded Skyc <b>as </b>
her primary rival.
Her words mercilessly humiliated Skye.
Skye’s face flushed red with embarrassment and then paled with shame.
She dared not offend Prisci–not only because Prisci was rissa’s sister and had a battle–worthy son, but also because Prisci’s sharp–tongued nature made her a formidable adversary.
Engaging in a debate could lead to even more hurtful remarks.
Skye knew she was in the wrong but felt helpless.
Yet, as Melinda’s mother, could she interfere in her daughter’s family matters<b>? </b>
Moreover, her daughter’s mate had mentioned that such things were ordinary and that Melinda should tolerate them.
Prisci cast a nce at Adide, as if to say, “I’ll speak what you can’t. I back you.”
Adide dabbed her lips with a handkerchief, hiding her wry smile.
She was indeed upset, but Prisci had voiced exactly what she’d been thinking.
Prisci’s remark caused everyone present to cast disdainful nces at Skye.
Skye felt both wronged and ashamed, hardly able to hold her head up.
She looked at Adide, hoping for a word in her defense. But Adide merely maintained a cold. expression, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
Skye had no choice but to swallow her pride, silently resenting Adide–how could she, the sister of her own mother, refuse to help? How could she face her mother?
After a while, Madison returned.
After exchanging greetings, everyone resumed their seats.
Adide, as if there had never been any discord between them, nodded at Madison.
Madison, a master of pretense, even bestowed a concerned nce upon her.
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rissa inquired about Pandora, and Madison replied, “She’s much better, but she won’t join us tonight. The weather is too cold, and we fear she might catch a chill and worsen her condition.”
“I’ll have the royal physician keep a closer eye on her. Don’t worry too much,” rissa said.
“Thank you, Lycan rissa,” Madison responded.
As the time for the royal dinner approached, an omega came to guide everyone. They rose one by one and escorted rissa to the dining hall.
Lycan Erasmus and Camillá disyed great affection in front of everyone.
Although it wasmon knowledge that Lycan Erasmus currently favored the Full Moon Priestess, Tracy Herburt, tonight Tracy could only watch from the sidelines as Lycan Erasmus and Lycan Luna showcased
their love.
Because of this, Tracy often caught Lycan Erasmus’s gaze drifting toward Lance and Adide.
Lance and Adide were indeed devoted to each other. When seated together, the omega serving them would select the better dishes for Adide and remove those Lance didn’t favor.
Tracy noticed theplex look in Lycan Erasmus’s eyes when he observed them, but he quicklyposed himself.
Tracy recalled hearing that Lycan Erasmus had initially intended for Adide <i>to </i>enter the pce as a priestess.
She cast a nce at Adide filled with icy resentment.
However, Adide was now Alpha Lance’s mate. Even if Lycan Erasmus harbored feelings for her, he wouldn’t steal his brother’s mate.
Adide’s beauty was truly exceptional, <i>so </i>much so that even Tracy couldn’t help but steal <i>a </i>few looks. But she never expected Lance <i>to </i>be so smitten with beauty either–he could have any mate he wanted. Yet he chose a she–wolf who had dissolved a previous binding and re–mate with him, causing quite the stir. Tracy looked down on Adide, and consequently, Lance as well.
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