Third Person’s POV
Gloria and Sabrina returned to the Bloodmoon Pack territory, their nerves frayed.
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The air, usually carrying the scent of pine and territorial marks, was now thick with their humiliation and
<b>rage</b>.
As they entered the packhouse, Gloria spun around and pped <b>Sabrina </b>viciously, her ws grazing Sabrina’s cheek.
The crack echoed through the stone <b>hall</b>.
“Ouch!” Sabrina cried, clutching her <b>face </b>and stumbling back, her eyes wide with shock and shame.
Gloria couldn’t maintain her Luna’s poise. Cedar pheromones burst out with fury, and her sharp howl shook the rafters, sending dust cascading down.
“How dare a Bloodmoon she<b>–</b>wolf bring such shame upon us? You disgraced our pack tonight! Come!”
She seized Sabrina’s wrist, her nails digging in. “We’ll see Rosemary now! She’ll deal with you, you disgrace to our bloodline!”
Sabrina <b>had </b>not only failed to achieve her goal at the ckthorn Pack but also identally sprayed her mating pheromones onto Winslow’s nd identally, bing the most embarrassing spectacle at the banquet.
Already feeling panic, shame, and anxiety, she was now pped in public by Glor upon returning to her territory.
The stinging pain on her cheek and the indignity ignited her fury,
Her golden eyes narrowed, and a threatening growl rumbled in her throat. “Who are you calling shameless?
She swung back and pped Gloria with all her might. “<b>Aren’t </b>you the shameless one?! If you weren’t, would you be Alpha Ulrik’s Luna? Would you have gone to the ckthorn birthday banquet to see others fall t on their faces, only to be the biggest joke yourself?”
Gloria hadn’t anticipated that Sabrina, who had caused such <b>a </b>disaster and should be cowering in guilt. would dare to resist and even strike back!
The burning <b>pain </b>on her face <b>and </b>the fury of being publicly defied caused her to lose all reason.
With a low growl, she lunged again, using her Luna aura to try and drag Sabrina away. “Shut up! We’re going to see Rosemary now!”
But Sabrina wrenched her arm free, her young she–wolf strength sending Gloria sprawling to the ground, Gloria fell gracelessly, <b>her </b>elegant skirt <b>covered </b>in dust.
Sabrina loomed over Gloria, her golden wolf eyes cold and <b>derisive</b>. “Do you really think I’d dare do this
without Rosemary’s approval?” she sneered, her voice Inced with mockery.
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Gloria fell back to the ground, her face pale with shock. “You mean Rosemary knew? You’re saying she <b>knew </b>you were nning to seduce Alpha Lance?
Sabrina’s eyes brimmed with resentiment. “You were there and couldn’t help at all. I tried to cling to the ckthorn Pack for <b>Alpha </b>Ulrik’s <b>sake</b>. He was reprimanded and demoted for breaking that trash collector’s <b>limbs </b>because of you. Rosemary, worried about his future, orchestrated tonight’s whole thing”
Her words grew more choked, as if her actions were truly self–sacrificial for Ulrik.
Large tears fell. “Do you think I wanted to do this? To be a breeding tool? Even if Lance agreed, I’d still be mistress. As an unmarried she–wolf and the Bloodmoon Alpha’s sister, doesn’t that humiliate me? But I did it for you all. And you, ungrateful wretch<b>, </b>dare to hit me.”
Gloria, her world <b>shaken</b>, stood pale.
She’d thought Rosemary, though sharp–tongued, was principled. The Bloodmoon Pack was traditional.
But now…
She met Sabrina’s gaze. “Does Alpha Ulrik know?”
Sabrina snarled. “Does it matter? He’d agree. His career’s everything, Remember how he spurned Adide for Velda, seeking glory? To him, ambition trumps all.”
The pack gathered, and soon Ulrik and Rosemary arrived.
After listening to Sabrina and Gloria’s ounts and seeing the swollen marks on their faces from the p exchange, Rosemary felt a wave of dizziness and faintness.
Ulrik looked at Sabrina and Gloria in disbelief, <b>a </b>surge of shame rising in his hot. He asked, “You actually went to the ckthorn Pack to attend Prisci’s birthday banquet?”
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