Third Person’s POV


    Prune snapped her back straight. “Yes, sir!”


    Caldwell’s eyes lit up as he listened.


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    He had already nned on keeping the Silverlight estate under 24–hour surveince, but Klein’s idea to turn Alpha Howell into a penniless rogue before he even reached Hudson City was beautifully twisted. He absolutely loved the n.


    Klein let out another cold snort.


    “And don’t think I’m giving you the cold shoulder for no reason. Your mentor, Irene, was up on the Shadow Peaks messing with alchemical ck powder and managed to turn my courtyard into a pile of rubble! Not only that, she ordered me to the capital to help you deal with this mess. So, my mood is terrible!”


    Craig and Prune traded a subtle, knowing nce.


    Irene was tinkering with ck powder again?


    Back when they first heard Adide was heading to the front lines, Irene started refining dangerous powders in herb like a madwoman. She’d tried it before, but the results usuallycked any real “punch.”


    This time she actually leveled Klein’s backyard? Did she finally crack the form?


    Prune’s curiosity momentarily outweighed her fear.


    She couldn’t help but ask, “So… how big was the st? Like, is the whole courtyard gone–gone?”


    Beside her, Caldwell winced and covered his eyes in phantom pain.


    A dangerous hiss vibrated in Klein’s chest, and a violent wave of aura mmed into Prune.


    “Get out and do what I told <i>you </i>to do!”


    Terrified, Prune’s legs shook as she scrambled out the door.


    Caldwell watched her go, sighing inwardly.


    Whether it was Craig or Prune–high–ranking wolves whomanded massive respect in the capitary noble cacin nothing but obedient pups in front of Klein.


    Honestly, Caldwell figured that even when Adide saw him, she’d probably tuck her tail and kill her as instantly


    Not long after Prune fled, Lance and Adide returned to the estate under the cover of night


    The moment they stepped inside, they fell Klein’s overwhelming aura


    The reactions of the capital’s most powerful Alpha and Luna were pr opposites one’s wolf was prctically wagging its tad with excitement, while the other was inwardly groaning at the trouble ahead.


    Regardless, they both headed straight for the study to pay their respects


    9:12 am


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    As for Paisley and Avery, they didn’t dare set foot in that room. They feared Klein’s temper far too much to provoke the “Great Beast” willingly.


    The heavy study door swung open.


    When Klein saw Lance–his proudest student–his eyes immediately filled with a rare, indulgent warmth.


    But the moment his gazended on Adide, his eyelids drooped with visible disapproval.


    “Master, what are you doing in the capital?” Lance strode forward, his voice full of respect and genuine affection.


    Adide followed behind in her heavybat boots, taking tiny, hesitant steps.


    “Master Klein… you’re here,” she murmured.


    Predictably, Klein only acknowledged Lance.


    “I’m here because of Irene! She blew my courtyard to pieces. The ce is being renovated, and since I had nowhere to sleep. I decided to tolerate your pack for a few days.”


    He turned his head, his gaze cutting into Adide like a serrated de.


    Her wolf let out an instinctive shiver.


    She immediately shuffled over to stand next to Craig, trying to make herself as invisible as possible.


    Sensing the vtility in the air, Lance smartly changed the subject.


    “When did you arrive? You should have told me; I would have prepared.”


    “The situation here is a mess; I didn’t want you distracted. Besides, I came to help,” Klein said, pulling back his aura.


    “How did tonight go? Did the prey take the bait?”


    Lance lifted his chin proudly.


    “Adide took two guards and caught Milo Fernandez red–handed. He’s currently rotting in a cell at the Ministry of Justice. The out calls himself the best fighter in the Western Tribe, but under Adide’s whip, he didn’t stand a chance


    “Hmph.”


    Klein nced at Adide and said tonelessly, “Adide doesn’t have many virtues, but she’s passablypetent in a real scrap As for Milo, he’s a joke. Any wolf with real power wouldn’t lower themselves to serve a royal court Beating a pce framed dog isn’t much to brag about. Don’t let her ridiculous vanity get too big.”


    “Yes, Master. You’re right,” Adide chimed in softly.


    In reality, ever since she’d survived the Bloodscar battles and shaken up the capital, the entire court viewed her differently


    Some pitied her, some feared her terrifying strength, and many envied her massive power.


    Only Klein still treated her like a failing student who needed to work on her footwork.


    This familiar, unchanging harshness actually made Adide feel safe amidst the swirling, calcted chaos of the capital.


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    <strong>Olivia Harris</strong> 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.