Third Person’s POV
Before Eugene this good news would have left her without a second thought.
Now that she and Eugene had rekindled their old me, and he had promised to mate with her <b>again </b><b>if </b>she dissolved her mating, the prospect of bing his mate and securing a Lady Honor title seemed within reach.
Yet the arrival of this child threatened to shatter everything.
Gloria’s pheromones turned icy cold as she dejectedly returned to the Ironw Pack.
When she ordered Cynthia’s room to be emptied, her wolf ws instinctively shot out, leaving fine scratches on the door.
Kneeling before her mother, just as she had years ago, her wolf ears pressed tightly to her scalp out of fear and resolve.
When she looked up, trembling and filled with panic and determination, her pupils contracted into dangerous vertical slits due to her intense emotions.
“Mother, I beg you to help me terminate this pregnancy,” she pleaded.
Cynthia’s pheromones exploded with a sharp, oppressive force nearly knocking Gloria <b>over</b>.
Her voice trembled with shock and fury as she hissed, “What are you talking about? Is this child not Ulrik’s?”
Gloria wept, her honeysuckle pheromones mixed with the salt of her tears, spilling onto the floor. “It is his, but Mother, Eugene and I are back together. He promised to re–mate me if I left Ulrik. I can’t have this child.”
Rage coursed through Cynthia. The Ironw Pack’s distinctive metallic pheromones instantly overpowered her daughter’s sweet scent.
She struck Gloria with a p, her palm carrying an alpha’s aura that forced Gloria to turn her face away.
Gloria endured the p, her head turned to the side, yet she stared defiantly at her mother. Her pheromones turned fierce, and her wolf ws extended half an inch from her fingertips. “If you won’t help me, I’ll die right here in front of you.”
Cynthia felt a wave of dizziness. Her pheromones fluctuated wildly, and her chest ached from the bacsh of her alpha aura.
She clutched her chest and copsed to the ground, her breath weakening instantly.
Gloria frantically shook her and summoned an omega.
The pack doctor administered emergency treatment and injected a sedative before Cynthia <b>regained </b>
consciousness.
Weakly, she motioned for Christine and Audrey to stay while dismissing the others.
Gloria wailed uncontrobly, while Cynthia, seething with anger, turned her back and uttered a single word, each sybleced with icy authority, “Get out!”
Once Gloria had left, Cynthia locked the door and drew the curtains.
Christine already had her suspicions, her warm, woody pheromones carrying a soothing undertone as she asked, “Is this about her wanting to dissolve the mating with Ulrik?”
Cynthia responded coldly, her frosty pheromones cutting through the air, “She’s already sought <b>out </b>Eugene and is determined to dissolve the mating.”
Christine attempted tofort her, her pheromones enveloping like warm water. <b>“</b>If she’s suffering <b>in </b><b>the </b>Bloodmoon Pack, as members of the Ironw Pack, we should bring her back. Especially with the intrusion and casualties in the Bloodmoon Pack…”
Cynthia interrupted her, her pheromones plunging to an icy depth like a frozenke. “She’s pregnant <b>and </b>ns to abort the child to re–mate Eugene.”
Upon hearing this, Christine and Audrey’s pupils dted in shock.
After Cynthia recounted the entire ordeal, Christine’s pheromones sharpened like des.
She didn’t think about the consequences and asked Audrey to look after Cynthia. Then, she resolutely left the house.
She knew this couldn’t be dyed any longer. She had to let Eugene personally dispel Gloria’s infatuation.
Her determination was so fierce it seemed to crack the very air with her wolf ws.
Gloria returned to the room she had upied before her mating, unaware that Christine had already departed for the Hutchinson family. She believed Cynthia was still discussing how to assist her.
Confident that Cynthia, despite her current anger, would not bear to see her suffer further in the Bloodmoon Pack, Gloria felt assured.
The Bloodmoon Pack was a perilous ce where her two maids had met their end.
-Moreover, Cynthia had always held Eugene in high regard. Once she remated with Eugene, Cynthia would
surely be pleased once her anger subsided.
After a while, upon learning that Cynthia was out of danger, Gloria decided to return to the Bloodmoon Pack first to avoid Christine’s inevitable scolding.
She was thoroughly tired of Christine’s stern and didactic demeanor. What authority d she have?
Wasn’t she merely respected due to her brother’s status as amander?
And staying in the Ironw Pack required an excuse,
She decided to im illness, stating that the pack’s doctor understood her constitution and <b>could </b><b>provide </b>proper care, allowing her to recuperate in the pack for a month.
09:37 Fri, 1 Aug <b>Go </b>
The Bloodmoon Pack likely wouldn’t suspect a thing.
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To be cautious, she visited the Digby Medical Center, had the doctor examine her maid, and obtained. some body–conditioning medication.
She could then im to be unwell and needing medication upon her return. Of course, the maid would be the one taking the medicine.
The Digby Medical Center, thergest in the capital, employed over twenty doctors.
Prescriptions from this center carried a certain degree of credibility.
She brought her maid in for a check–up and medication.
However, the maid was actually in good health. After the examination, the doctor prescribed several boxes of health–supplement tablets.
While waiting for the pharmacist to prepare the medication, Gloria spotted Adide and Paisley entering the Digby Medical Center.