A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

Germain’s lips tightened, his

ace a mask of displeasure.

His usual guise of affability was gone, replaced by a sullen expression.

Maya quickly tried to smooth things over, “This isn’t your father’s handwriting! Someone must have forged it. Why would he dissolve his mating bond with your mother?”

Her eyes darted accusingly

at

What grudge do you hold ag as she spoke. “You’re the one who produced the proof, aren’t you?

illness.”

Paisley shot back coldly, “You do

the Blue Abyss Pack? Forging a document to upset her and drive her to

In know

who I am. When the Blue Abyss pack approached ours for a

mating bond, Germain and I had i

met. How could I forge his handwriting?”

“Speaking of forging, Maya, you’re always by Germain’s side. You’re more likely to have written this under his name, hoping Sidney would die sooner,” Adelaide added.

Germain and Maya’s gazes snapped toward Paisley.

Germain’s eyes flickered with surprise–this was Paisley?

Maya’s eyes narrowed instantly, dark with suspicion–this was Paisley?

Adelaide scanned the Blue Abyss Pack members. Except for Crispin, the others showed no trace of grief.

In their eyes, Sidney had been as good as dead since she was sent to Greenwood.

Crispin’s tears, whether genuine or feigned, at least fell.

Adelaide’s heart grew cold—how could a kind person like Sidney meet such a miserable end?

The fate of a woman with a heartless partner was indeed tragic.

She turned to the two young ladies without merc can’t you shed a single tear?”

“She’s your biological mother. Now that she’s dead,

Carla forced a sorrowful expression, rising gracefully grieved, crying now might invite ridicule.”

to curtsey. “Today is Christmas’s Eve, Though I’m

“How preposterous! When parents pass away, it’s the most important matter. Even royal elders must follow traditional mourning. How can celebrating Christmas take precedence over filial duty?” Adelaide’s tone was sharp.

“Your words are harsh, but I have my reasons. Mourning in another pack’s territory isn’t seemly. I the absence of tears doesn’t equate to the absence of sorrow. How can you know the pain in my heart?” Carla retorted.

“You’re quite articulate, but you’re all ungrateful sorts,” Adelaide

palpable.

es,

said, her disappointment and anger

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“Since you’ve just returned to the capital, you should first pay respects to Lycan Clarissa and Lycan Erasmus, not come directly to the Blackthorn Pack. I bid you farewell,” Adelaide declared,

It was highly discourteous for Adelaide to dismiss elders like Germain.

Yet Germain, seething with rage, kept his composure and turned to Lance. “Are you too dismissive of me, your uncle, now that you’ve returned with honors?”

Lance replied, “Luna Adelaide is right. You should have visited Lycan Clarissa and Lycan Erasmus first, not come straight to the Blackthorn Pack. And with Luna Sidney gone, you should prioritize the deceased. You should have immediately informed Lycan Clarissa and Lycan Erasmus, then returned to the Blue Ridge State.”

Germain’s face turned livid. He stood up, glared at Lance, and coldly challenged, “So you’ve grown arrogant after your triumph and disrespect me? Not afraid of being accused of complacency?”

Lance stood firm, his chin slightly lifted, his gaze icy. “If my words hold merit, let others say what they will.”

“Very well!” Germain, trembling with fury, roared, “Let’s go!”

Crispin wiped his tears and approached Lance, seemingly wanting to speak, but Germain barked at him, “Are you deaf? They consider us ill omens. Hurry up and leave!

Crispin’s tears fell again. He nodded briefly at Lance and Adelaide, his tall frame swaying as he followed Germain out, his steps unsteady.

The others let out cold snorts and left ;. noveldrama

succession.

Only Maya maintained her politeness, nodding slightly at Priscilla as she left.

As they left, Maya cast a few thoughtful glances at Paisley, who unabashedly rolled her eyes in response.

Priscilla, the entire time, was somewhat dazed. These people, just moments ago chatting amiably and seeming courteous and eloquent, had now revealed their cold and selfish true colors.

Sidney had passed away, yet only Crispin shed tears; the others wore no trace of sorrow–especially the two young ladies, who, as Sidney’s biological daughters, appeared indifferent to their mother’s lonely death at Greenwood.

At this thought, Priscilla felt a chill in her heart.

Now that she had left the palace and relied on Lance and Adelaide for care, they adhered to propriety out of duty, but what if something went wrong?

Lance was her sole reliance now.

She quickly rose and joined Adelaide in denouncing the Germain family, accusing them of hear and predicting they’d face retribution.

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After her tirade, she patted Adelaide’s back to comfort her, “Don’t waste your breath on those ungrateful sorts. Sidney’s spirit won’t let them off the hook. They’ll meet their comeuppance sooner or later. Don’t grieve anymore.”

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Adelaide, brimming with anger and sorrow, found Priscilla’s well–intentioned, almost coaxing, comfort somewhat amusing despite her tears. The sight of Priscilla trying not to cry yet holding back her tears was undeniably touching, and it did case Adelaide’s agitation.

“Go take a bath. We need to head to the palace shortly,” Priscilla said.

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