Novel Male 760_A Female Alpha’s Revenge

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 Lucas let out a bitter, dryugh. He finally saw what Lance was doing, but he still thought the Alpha was ying a dangerous game.

 “Alpha Lance, isn’t this overkill? Even without grilling Ulrik, the evidence we have and Brock’s confession are more than enough to prove Velda is lying. Her attempt to frame Alpha Zander won’t hold up in court, and Lycan Erasmus surely knows that. We should trust Lycan Erasmus to do the right thing. The Western delegation will have to ept the truth eventually.”

 Lance cut him off without a hint of mercy. “Words like ‘should‘ and ‘trust‘ are just pathetic excuses for the weak,” he said, his voice dropping an octave. “I don’t want ‘should.‘ I want absolute, undeniable facts that I can m down in front of Lycan Erasmus and the Westerners.”

 Lucas weighed the situation in his mind and finally grasped Lance’s real concern.

 Up until now, because of Alpha Zander’s health and legendary status, the interrogators hadn’t dared to put him under high- pressure questioning. This left Velda’s testimony as a toxic loose end. While lower–ranking officers like Brock contradicted her, they were too low on the totem pole to have had direct contact with a Supreme Commander like Zander. Their word wasn’t heavy enough to crush Velda’s lie once and for all.

 Only someone of Ulrik’s rank–a general who was actually there–could bridge that gap. If his story lined up with the junior officers, the evidence would be bulletproof.

 But if Lycan Erasmus was intent on protecting Ulrik, how could a mid–level official like Lucas go against the will of Lycan Erasmus? Lance saw the fear written all over Lucas’s face and pulled back his suffocating aura. “Fine. Stop shaking. I’ll send my own guards to ‘invite‘ him over. All you have to do is set up the room and go through the motions.”

 By saying this, Lance was effectively shouldering all the political risk himself.

 Lucas lowered his head. “Understood. In that case… will you be the one to break the news to Lycan Erasmus?”

 Lance nodded, grabbing his heavy ck military greatcoat off the back of the chair and heading for the door. “I’m going to the Pce to ‘update‘ Lycan Erasmus right now. It’ll keep you out of the crossfire.”

 As Lance’s tall, imposing figure vanished into the darkness of the hallway, Lucas finally let out a massive sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from the back of his neck. As long as he didn’t have to face Lycan Erasmus’s wrath, he was more than happy to help. After all, from a legal standpoint, Ulrik never should have been off the hook in the first ce.

 Ever since Velda had been hauled away, Ulrik had felt like a caged animal. Every day felt like a year. His wolf was a wreck, even when he slept, he remained in a half shifted state, his ears twitching at every tiny sound outside his estate.

 He was terrified. He expected Adide or Ampelio to storm the Pce and at him out for trying to help Velda escape the day she was arrested. But there was a deeper fear gnawing at him he knew, deep down, that he had to answer for the blood spitted at Snowdeer Town.

 He couldn’t wrap his head around why Lycan Erasmus was protecting him. If even a hero like Alpha Zander was being dragged back for house arrest, how could a fieldmander like him expect to walk away clean?

 He spent days drowning in paranoia. Then, at twilight, it finally happened. A squad of Lance’s elite guards–smelling of iron and old blood–knocked on his door to “escort” him for questioning. Ulrik’s blood ran cold. He knew the reckoning he’d been dreading had finally arrived. 

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 Inside Lycan Erasmus’s study, the air was thick with a suffocating tension. Lycan Erasmus held a delicate bone–china teacup, casually using the lid to brush aside the tea leaves on the surface.

 He took a slow sip before lifting his eyes to re at Lance. His voice was chilling. “Since when does the Ministry of Justice start overstepping its bounds and meddling in Lucas’s cases? Did I grant you that privilege? Or is it…”

 Lycan Erasmus set the cup down. The clink of china against the hard desk rang out like a gunshot. “Is the Madison treason case so stagnant that you’ve decided to moonlight as an interrogator?”

 Lycan Erasmus’s words were dripping with venom. His aggressive pheromones began to boil over in the room, a silentmand for the Alpha standing before him to submit.

 In any other situation, by their unspoken rules, Lance’s wolf should have backed down. He should have dropped to one knee, apologized, and fed Lycan Erasmus’s ego to keep up the charade of harmony.

 Lycan Erasmus waited. He was used to Lance’s restraint, used to seeing the younger man hide his ws in the presence of the

 crown.

 But this time, Lance didn’t kneel.

 He stood perfectly straight. Faced with Lycan Erasmus’s raging pressure, Lance didn’t just hold his ground–he released a dominant Alpha aura of his own, mming back against Lycan Erasmus’s weight with a force that shook the room.

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 Olivia Harris is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels. With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia’s stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.

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