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    Ulrik refused to believe Gloria could order such a thing and insisted it was Velda. “You’ve done this before. We both know your deeds. If you can’t own up, don’t me others for despising you.”


    Furious, Velda demanded, “Bring Gloria here. Let her tell Ulrik exactly what happened yesterday!”


    An omega entered trembling, stammering, “Alpha Ulrik, the trash–dumper was indeed ordered by Luna Gloria to have his hand broken…”


    Another omega added, “Alpha Ulrik, Luna Gloriamanded it. She only said to break his hand, not his leg. But he was cursing, so…”


    Ulrik gasped, disbelief flooding his eyes.


    Gloria?


    Seeing his shock, Velda felt no relief, only more upset.


    She sneered, “So this is the virtuous Luna you speak of?”


    Ulrik was devastated, his former sharpness gone.


    He felt like a destitute stray dog.


    He had always seen Gloria as elegant and reasonable, kind to omegas.


    As a she–wolf from the Ironw Pack, with a former mate who was a werewolf general, he thought she would be upright and brave like her ex–mate.


    But now, she ordered a mere insult to result in a broken hand.


    Ulrik was angry at the trash–dumpers too, but thought a beating and release sufficed.


    He didn’t want to escte things.


    Now, with limbs broken, the situation might spiral out of control.


    Looking at Velda, he still said firmly, “I’ll speak to Glo. When I return, you must apologize with me.” Velda gave a mirthless smile. “Glo? You haven’t called me Velly in ages, always using my full name. Ulrik, I’ve truly misced my feelings.” Ulrik turned and left. After a moment of silence, he said, “Who hasn’t?”


    Velda choked back a sob, determined to keep her pride intact.


    The wall built by Ulrik’s past love/had begun crumbling when Adide and Lance’s mating news spread.


    She never considered Gloria a threat.


    In her eyes, Gloria was no match for her, knowing full well that in Ulrik’s heart, Gloria could neverpare to Adide.


    The best is always what’s lost, and her real rival was always Adide.


    Ulrik strode away.


    Gloria, hearing the injured person had reported to the police, panicked.


    Hiding in her room, she had the Beta deal with the police.


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    As Ulrik arrived, he heard Beta exin to the police chief, “We only meant to teach him a lesson, not break his limbs. The guards went too far.”


    Ulrik stepped forward and extended his hand to the chief. “Can this matter be settled privately?”


    The chief, with a stern expression, replied, “Alpha Ulrik! Whether it can be settled is up to you and the victim. We’ve been instructed to encourage a private resolution. If not, both the mastermind and the perpetrator will face imprisonment.”


    Ulrik frowned. “But he did provoke us by dumping trash at our pack’s entrance. Usually,pensation and an apology would suffice.”


    The chief responded, “Rest assured, Alpha Ulrik, we will pursue the matter of him dumping trash at the Bloodmoon Pack’s entrance. Once he recovers, he’ll be detained. However, the Bloodmoon Pack’s assault leading to his limb fractures is also a legal concern.”


    Ulrik lowered his voice. “I’d appreciate your help in resolving this. I’ll certainly…<i>” </i>


    The chief stepped back, sneering. “Are you attempting to bribe me? The police force is impartial and will not ept bribes.”


    Ulrik was left in awkward embarrassment. Seeing the chief’s indifferent expression, he knew Mallory would not let the Bloodmoon Pack off easily.


    After all, Mallory’s sister’s mate was Adide’s brother. Cedric was his niece.


    He would surely want to uphold justice for Adide.


    Ulrik had no choice but to let Beta take the wolf guards involved to the police station. Before leaving, he signaled <i>to </i>Beta with a nce.


    Beta’s face turned pale, but after a long hesitation, he followed the police.


    In the Packhouse council hall, Ulrik and Gloria sat facing each other.


    Gloria wiped her tears with a tissue, avoiding Ulrik’s disappointed gaze, and choked out her defense, “I was so angry that day. I had just returned from the Ironw Pack and saw Luna Adide’s car leaving the Bloodmoon Pack’s entrance. I was furious, suspecting she was behind the trash–dumping but had no evidence. I only exchanged a few words with her, yet she insulted me. Back at the Bloodmoon Pack, seeing the trash–dumper caught, in a fit of anger, I ordered his hand to be broken. I truly didn’t know they would go so far as to break both his hand and leg.”


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