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Novel Male 372

    Chapter <b>372 </b>


    Third Person’s POV


    When Prisci heard that Adide was angry with Luna Skye, her amber pheromones <b>exploded</b>. The Alpha aura in them made Beata’s wolf hairs on her neck tten instantly.


    She was so angry that her wolf ws grew half an inch and left shallow marks on the floor after she stamped her foot. “Who wouldn’t be furious hearing such a thing? Adide was just minding her <b>seniority </b>and holding back. If I’d been there, I would have pped her several times!”


    Cedar and sandalwood soothing pheromones tried to suppress the anger. She quickly ordered, <b>Hurry </b><b>up </b>and get the kitchen to make her some sweets, like cinnamon rolls or almond biscuits… No, better yet<b>, </b><b>just </b>buy some sweets to cheer her up. It’s not worth getting upset over such spineless people.


    Morgana’s gray wolf ears trembled slightly with eagerness as she was about to turn around, but Paisley’s crimson pheromones had already zed up like sparks. Her fingertips gleamed with the silver light of wolf ws. “I’ll go. I can get there faster.”


    “Yes, send Paisley,” Prisci said, her pheromones still carrying residual anger.


    Gazing out the window, a hint ofplexity flickered in her pupils.


    Recalling Adide’s restraint, it mirrored her own self–control when she had outbursts <i>at </i>rissa.


    However, Luna Skye’s cowardice couldn’tpare to rissa’s reasonableness.


    When Adide returned to her and Lance’s house<b>, </b>cedar pheromones had solidified into an icy fog. around her.


    She sat by the window, her fingers unconsciously/rubbing the windowsill, her knuckles whitening from the force. The chill in the air seemed to freeze the sunlight.


    As she was furious, familiar crimson pheromones mixed with warm sandalwood wafted in.


    Adide looked up to see Paisley and Prisci approaching, carrying a red octagonal pastry box that glowed with warmth in the sunlight.


    Adide rose as they entered, and her cedar aura softened slightly.


    She nodded politely. “Why are you here?”


    Paisley ced the pastry box on the table. Her crimson pheromones carried a cheerful warmth. “Prisci was worried you’d get upset and wanted me to buy you some sweets. They can sweeten your mood and make the anger melt away.”


    She opened the box and neatly arranged the pastries on the tes.


    The sweet aroma filled the air.


    Adide gazed at the intricately patterned pastries. The chill in her cedar pheromones gradually dissipated, and a faint smile curved her lips.


    <b>Chapter </b><b>372 </b>


    <b>“</b>Thank you. Let me try one,” she said, picking <b>up </b><b>a </b>pastry. Despite lingerling unease, her pedar mire softened considerably.


    When Prisci asked how it tasted, Adide met her eyes with a smile, her vertical <b>pupils </b>now a warm silver–blue. “Delicious.<b>” </b>


    The thoughtfulness behind the gesture warmed her more than the pastry itself, easing the <b>tension </b><b>in </b>her shoulders.


    Seeing Adide’s expression soften, Prisci’s sandalwood pheromones grew even more gentle. <b>“</b><b>Don’t </b>waste your energy on such people. She doesn’t have a single strong bone in her body. What’s so <b>bad </b>about moving to the territory? Wouldn’t life there be more carefree? It’s better than living in fear and self- preservation here.”


    Paisley’s crimson pheromones carried a sharp edge of disdain. “Their life in the capital isn’t great either. They dress and spend modestly, always yielding to others. They can’t even stand up to a small Soulrend Pack. What’s the point of living <b>so </b>cowardly?”


    “Besides, Alpha Zander has spent most of his life in remote areas. What’s there toin about?”


    Prisci added, her sandalwood pheromones tinged with coldness. “In the territory, away from the royal watch, life would be much more enjoyable. With wealth and status, that’s true freedom.”


    Adide listened to them, her cedar pheromones finally calmingpletely. The earlier anger had melted away like ice in the sun.


    “There’s more to it,” Adide said. “Once in the territory, you can’t return to the capital without an audience.”


    “Although Lycan Erasmus is now lenient enough to allow asional returns, hisnd is so remote that going there would mean bidding farewell to the capital’s elite forever,” Adide continued.


    “Alpha Howell has other children. Naturally, he hopes they’ll find mates in the capital. But given their current behavior, what good matches can his other children secure?”


    Prisci noticed the displeasure creeping back into Adide’s expression and quickly changed the subject. “Let’s not talk about those people anymore. No need to lower ourselves to their level!”


    Adide offered Prisci a pastry with a smile. “I’m not angry anymore. Try this.”


    Watching Adide pick up the pastry with her fingers, Prisci frowned slightly.


    She was still too careless in her manners.


    But after hesitating for a moment, she epted it, thinking, “Never mind, a little dirt never hurt anyone.”


    The Royal Inspection Bureau sprang into action again, fullymitted to impeaching Dwight.


    The inspectors used him of immorality and misconduct, publicly insulting all officials, and even implying contempt for royalty


    They deemed Dwight unfit to be a royal schr and requested Lycan Erasmus to remove his <b>name </b><b>from </b>the Roster of Honor.


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    They also sought to revoke his status as the future Alpha of Soulrend Pack.


    In other words, Soulrend Pack was to appoint a new heir.


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    At the meeting, Lycan Erasmus stripped Dwight of his inheritance rights as the future Alpha of Soulrend Pack but retained his title as a royal appointee.


    Since Lycan Erasmus had personally appointed him, revoking it would have been an admission of his own


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