Third Person’s POV


    As guests departed from the ckthorn Pack territory, the lively atmosphere gradually faded.


    The omega servants promptly began cleaning up. Adide escorted Prisci back to her room.


    <b>Prisci</b>, in high spirits from the celebration, had indulged a bit too much in wine, leaving her gait unsteady. She called out to Morgana, “Brew me a pot of coffee.


    Morgana responded, “As you wish, Prisci


    Once Morgana left. Adide massaged Prisci’s forehead. “Still feeling dizzy?” she asked.


    Prisci, eyes closed, smiled and said. “I’m just too delighted. Today’s banquet was wless. Adide, how did you manage everything so perfectly? Such a grand <b>affair</b><b>, </b>and you handled it all without any fuss


    Adide’s lips twitched–had Prisci sought her advice, the oue might have been chaotic


    Emboldened by the <b>wine</b>, Prisci opened her eyes and nced at Adide. I have no regrets now, except for one thing—I long for you to give me a grandchild soon, so I can relish the joy of spending time with my descendants, just like Hera does.”


    Adide replied with a smile, “Well, if I can’t have children, how about finding two breeders <b>for </b>Lance?”


    Th–that <b>would </b>be per…..


    Prisci began excitedly, but upon seeing her son standing in the doorway–his towering frame casting a beast–like shadow on the <b>wall</b>–she froze mid–sentence.


    But then she reconsidered. There was nothing wrong with having breeders,


    So, with a beaming smile, she said, “Your generosity suggests those rumors about your jealousy are baseless<b>.” </b>


    “Find me breeders?”


    Lance strode in, his voice icy. I mated her because she wouldn’t tolerate breeders. So, your reputation for jealousy is a sham?”


    “Huh?


    Prisci was momentarily confused. “You want her to be jealous? Why?”


    “Because I detest having numerous women around me–breeders, mistresses, the lot,” he said, casting a <b>nce </b>at Adide before turning back to Prisci, his voice growing colder.


    “Should she dare to find breeders for me, I’ll confront her, <b>even </b>if it means opposing the entire Warscar Training Camp. I’ll never <b>allow </b>another woman near me. Let her try, <b>and </b>she’ll see.


    Prisci shuddered, sobering <b>instantly</b>.


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    She stood up and scolded, “This is preposterous! What kind of talk is this? What’s this about being minced into meat paste? <b>If </b>Adide wants to find breeders for you, it’s an act of generosity. Why are you angry


    with her?”


    Lance retorted coldly, “Let her try, and I’ll raze the pce first, then the Warscar Training Camp”


    “You’re insane! How could you possibly defeat all those experts at the Warscar Training Camp?”


    Prisci, terrified, rushed to cover his mouth. “Stop this nonsense at once! Who said anything about finding breeders for you? Even if Adide wanted to, I wouldn’t allow it”


    But Lance was stubborn. Gently pushing his mother aside, he grabbed Adide’s wrist. “I heard you mention finding breeders for me. Come with me, and let’s see how I’ll discipline you.”


    With that, he dragged Adide out.


    Prisci was stunned–Was it just a mention that had enraged him so? Her crazy” son was truly beside himself.


    “Susan, quickly follow them!” she urged.


    Prisci said in a hurry. “Don’t let him really do something excessive. How can I exin to rissa? rissa dotes on Adide the most.”


    Susan sighed. “How? After hearing Madison and Hera’s talk, you too considered finding breeders for Lance. If I go now, it might <b>only </b>anger him more. From Luna Adide’sposure, she seems quite capable of handling herself.


    “Nonsense! If you don’t go. I’ll go myself”


    Susan stopped her. “Alright, alright, I’ll fetch Caldwell Lance heeds Caldwell’s words the most.”


    “Hurry!”


    Prisci pped the table, frantic with worry, thinking to herself, “If she gets hurt, that beautiful face of hers… Oh, the beartache just thinking about it.”


    As Lance carried Adide out of Prisci’s yard, he swept her into his arms.


    -Adide let out a scream. Prisci, feeling dizzy from the shock, wondered–Goodness, is he really going


    to hit her?


    She pushed Susan <b>again</b>. “Why aren’t <b>you </b>going? Why aren’t you going?”


    Susan, with her aged legs, hurried qut. But once outside, she found no trace of them and had to search the courtyard.


    not Adide’s. Little did she know, Lance was deliberately putting on a show–not to protect Adide, but to send a


    message to Prisci: the topic of breeders was off–limits in the pack, and it was his decrensend


    <b>Back </b>in the bedroom, Beata <b>and </b>the others grinned and left–no need for their services tonight.


    <b>Lance </b>ced Adide on the table, hands circling her waist, and put on a conciliatory expression. “How was my act tonight?”


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    “Superficial–it’ll only fool Prisci,” Adide replied, resting her head on his chest.


    Recalling Prisci’s anxious face, she thought, “Clearly, she truly fears I’ll be hurt. Though she’s easily <b>swayed </b>and often manipted, her heart is genuinely simple and kind,”


    “As long as it <b>fools </b>her, that’s all that matters, <b>But </b>my mother… don’t expect her to be as shrewd as others She needs protection to avoid deception. Lance said.


    Adide turned her <b>head</b>, “Well, it spares me from dealing with her schemes.”