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    Isaiah roared, “Isn’t your own life important? How long can youst without Danzel? Do you think you can handle every chest pain you get now?”


    “Stop arguing!” Ulrik raised his tear–filled eyes, which were bloodshot from desperately suppressing his aura.


    His lips trembled slightly. “How long ago did Tamara die? Mother, are you telling me you bear no responsibility for Tamara’s death and Gloria’splicatedbor? Just because you are my mother, do you think you can hurt them so recklessly?”


    Rosemary shuddered. The old she–wolf in her chest flinched, and she quickly defended herself: “I… how did I hurt them? Adide did these things when she was here, too! If Adide could handle it, why can’t they? They just suffered a little bit of grievance-”


    Ulrik clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white. A roar of uncontroble burst


    rage from his throat. His Alpha aura was on the verge of exploding. “Don’t mention her! None of us has the right to mention her!”


    His voice was clipped, forced out between clenched teeth: “She risked her life to pull Tamara out of that river, and you, little by little, pushed Tamara to her death! You say Tamara ruined your reputation for being cruel, but you are a cruel person, and worse than cruel–you are vicious! What kind of she–wolf pushes a member of her own pack down the path to death?”


    Rosemary hammered the bed, the entire frame vibrating with a faint metallic sound from the force of his aura. She wailed in rebuttal, “What did I do to her? She suffered a small grievance and threatened suicide! If I don’t punish her, what rules will this pack have? She killed herself and damaged your career, and yet you defend her! You truly have no sense of right and wrong!”


    “My career is my own doing, and it has nothing to do with Tamara!” Ulrik’s tears streamed down his face, the aura in his chest tearing him apart.


    He thought of Tamara being dragged out of the river, his own baby who died at birth, and Adide, who had once been with them and could never return.


    The images stacked up, and his heart felt like it was being ripped apart, wed open from the inside until it bled.


    He looked at Rosemary, a mix of crying and bitterughter on his face, his voice raw, “This is karma. All of this is karma.”


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    Rosemary gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently. She stretched a finger toward Ulrik, a faint shadow of a w visible at the tip, unable to utter a word for a long moment.


    Her face turned purple with suppressed rage. her wolf was cornered by the stream of usations, frantically beating against her ribs.


    A tearing pain erupted in her chest. She felt all the blood drain from her body. Her vision tunneled, her hand ckened, and she fell backward, losing consciousness.


    At the ckthorn Pack, the lights were onte in the main house study. The shadows of patrolling wolves swept across the windows outside, their footsteps fading into a low, distant


    echo.


    “Are you truly set on this?” Lance put down the documents and confirmed onest time, his tone unusually solemn. “You know that once we move forward, it will likely cause a lot of trouble. You might even be publicly criticized by the popce and used as a bad example in other packs‘ council halls.”


    Adide looked up at him, the light from the deskmp reflecting in her eyes. Her voice was calm. “You’ll support me, won’t you?”


    “Whatever you decide, I will support you.” Lance curved his lips into his customary gentle smile. The wolf inside him settled down quietly,pletely epting her choice.


    Paisley satzily on the side, propping her chin on her hand, and spoke with enthusiasm. “I won’t just support it, I’ll contribute both money and effort. Tell me how much you need, and I’ll transfer the first payment right away. We can adjustter.”


    Adide turned to Caldwell. “Caldwell, what do you think about this?”


    Caldwell pondered for a moment, his experienced gaze flicking between her and Lance.


    He answered honestly, “From the ckthorn Pack’s standpoint, I shouldn’t support it–it will be seen as encouraging she–wolves to leave their mates and challenging tradition. However, as a werewolf with a shred of conscience left, I will support you.”


    “Craig?” Adide looked at Craig, who hadn’t spoken yet.


    Craig leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingertips lightly on the armrest. He nodded. “I have no reason not to support what you intend to do. But I must say up front, since you’re taking this step, you need to be prepared for the consequences and be certain you can handle them.”


    “I understand.” Under themplight, Adide’s eyes looked particrly bright and resolute. “This is not a sudden impulse. I’ve gone over this many times these past few days.”


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    She continued slowly, “As Paisley said, while the She–Wolf Academy is important, most of the ones who can actually enter are she–wolves from official or upper–ss families. It’s not the most urgent lifeline right now. Furthermore, the She–Wolf Academy has been restricted by the Lycan King’s rules and oversight from the start.”


    “But an Independent She–Wolf Center is different,” Adide lowered her voice. “This is something we are organizing and running ourselves. It will only operate within ckthorn territory, bound by our packw, and free from external constraints.”


    Sara Lili


    <strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.