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    Chloe hesitated, then took out a pill bottle from her handbag. “She’s been taking progesterone tablets prescribed by a doctor since her pregnancy was confirmed.”


    “Blood tests show her progesterone levels are still inadequate, Galvin said, quickly writing on a prescription pad.


    I’m prescribing aplex vitamin supplement with sufficient folic acid and minerals. She should also take a natural herbal sedative–it cases nervous tension without harming the fetus.


    She handed the prescription to the omega beside Chloe and added, “Both medications are avable at the downtown pharmacy.”


    Chloe signaled for the omega to offer payment. Galvin then took a thermometer from her medical kit and said, “Finally, let’s check her basal body temperature.”


    When the mercury column stabilized at a right number, she nodded, packed up her tools, and said. “Ensure good indoor venttion. She can take a half–hour walk in the garden every afternoon, but avoid strenuous activities.”


    Throughout the examination, Melinda kept her head down, twisting her skirt until her knuckles turned white.


    As Galvin finished packing her medical kit, Melinda suddenly grabbed her wrist, her eyes welling up with tears before she quickly let go.


    Chloe coughed lightly, and an omega immediately draped a cashmere shawl over Melinda’s shoulders, steering the conversation toward the newly trimmed rose bushes outside.


    The atmosphere in the packhouse hall was as heavy as if it were about to congeal.


    The European–style wall clock ticked away, its gilded hands moving with each tick like a hammer blow to everyone’s taut nerves.


    Adide stirred her hot cocoa gently with a silver spoon. The porcin spoon struck the cup’s edge, making a crisp sound that cut through the oppressive silence.


    Everyone understood why Melinda was anxious, but such matters couldn’t be openly discussed.


    Seeing Adide’s expression darken, Chloe was about to speak when a clear voice came from outside, “What’s going on? Dwight said I could move freely in the pack. Why can’t I go to the packhouse hall now?”


    “It’s not that, Willow. Luna Chloe is entertaining distinguished guests,” came the reply.


    The voice was arrogant, “What kind of guests am I not allowed to see?”


    Chloe’s face changed abruptly/and she quickly signaled to the omega.


    But it was toote. Before the omega could exit, the woman in question strode in wearing a cherry–redce fitted dress, draped in an expensive mink shawl.


    Adide nced at her she had shiny hair, delicate eyebrows, fale den, and t


    meticulously carved artwork.


    Her borate updo was adorned with a pearl and diamond hair dig, her temples sated with ch <b>hair </b>essories, and her ears gleamed with pigeon–Mood ny earrings


    Her waist was slender and supple, her movements graceful—the was charming yet alluring, with a hot coldness beneath the allure.


    Upon seeing her, Luna Chloe’s brow furrowed instantly


    This impudent woman should have stayed in her room instead of barging in and offending the pores.


    After entering the living room, she scanned the room with disdain, barely nodded her head in a disme bow, and said, “Luna Chloe, I heard distinguished guests have arrived in the pack and <b>I’m </b>no Breed Sea the living room. I’vee specially to meet them?


    Melinda, who had been silent all along, now trembled with anger and shouted, “Why did youe in? Get out!”


    “Oh, so this distinguished guest is not to be seen? Melinda, don’t get angry or you’ll <b>harm </b>the fets, and be my fault again,” she sneered.


    Chloe’s face turned pale, but with Adide present, she couldn’t afford to lose her temper. “What are you talking about? Bow to Luna Adide at once!”


    Willow’s gaze shifted to Adide and Paisley, lingering finally on Adide.


    A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes–she hadn’t expected Adide to be so beautiful She wondered how shepared to herself.


    In a indifferent tone, she said, “There are so many Luna’s in the capital’s wolf packs. I wonder which pack’s Luna hase?”


    After this, under the furious stares of severaldies, she offered a perfunctory bow. “Whoever you are, nice to meet you here.”


    Paisley didn’t deign to look at her, instead addressing Chloe, “In our Crimson me <i>Pack</i>, such <i>a </i>disrespectful breeder would be dragged out and disciplined. I wonder if the Soulrend Pack has simrly strict rules?”


    Paisley was itching to p her.


    Adide wasn’t much better, but years had tempered her, making her moreposed.


    This was an internal matter of the Soulrend Pack. Since Luna Chloe pretended not to see, Adide wouldn’t intervene,


    She simply took a sip of coffee, not sparing Willow a nce.


    Seeing this, Chloe knew Adide was giving her face. Her expression immediately turned stern. “Take her away,” she ordered.


    2/3 Two omegas stepped forward to drag her out. Willow sneered at them, “What dirty hands dare touch me?


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    With a cold snort, she turned and left. The mixed pine and cedar pheromones exploded in the room. creating two opposing auras.


    Outside, Willow’s mocking voice,ced with the sour stench of cheap perfume, rang out, “Hah, what Luna Adide? Even 1, a call girl from the nightclubs, am better than her.”


    Paisley’s wolf cars instantly red, sulfuric pheromones carrying rage through the room.


    She politely bowed, her rose–gold earrings glinting coldly in the candlelight. “Excuse me, I need to step our for a moment.”


    Striding out the door, her thumb and index finger had already partially shifted into wolf ws, the nails curving like crescent moons.


    At the corridor’s end, Willow’s pheromones assailed her.


    Paisley’s Adam’s apple bobbed, a howl mixed with a roar churning in her chest.


    “You bitch, here!”