A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

“Who do you think we are, delighted to stay in this filthy place?”

Paisley’s gaze raked over Willow like wolf claws. Her cedar aura was as biting as winter. “We didn’t want to expose your true identity-

She paused, a flash of contempt in her wolf eyes. “You’ve caused enough trouble in Soulrend Pack, but why go after Melinda?”

Paisley’s wolf claws fully emerged, glinting in the moonlight. “Pick on vulnerable she–wolves, why don’t you challenge Madison? Then I’d at least respect you as a wolf bold enough to bite the hand that feeds it.”

Willow trembled more violently in Dwight’s arms, unable to hide under Paisley’s aura.

The Soulrend Pack’s pheromones were in chaos–thorny, wormwood, mint, and cedar scents clashed like a silent howl

Willow’s sobs were incessant, her fingers clutching Dwight’s clothes tightly, her eyes dry but her cries brimming with grievance and misery.

“This is an absolute mess!”

Lance stood up, took Adelaide’s hand, and said to the stunned Priscilla, “Mother, let’s go.”

Priscilla schooled her surprised expression, stood up, but cast a glance at Luna Skye. “When I went to see Melinda earlier, she thought it was you and was overjoyed. But when she saw it wasn’t, her disappointment was palpable. No wonder your daughter suffers humiliations–her mother’s so weak. I caused this commotion today, and you know exactly why. If you can’t act like a proper mother and let this slide, I’ll truly despise you.”

Adelaide said coolly, “Let’s go. Every mother has maternal instincts. I think she’ll know what to do.”

“Adelaide!”

Skye called out, tears welling in her eyes. “I know you’re here for Melinda, but have you considered that this will make her life in Soulrend Pack even harder?”

“Is her life there easy now?”

Adelaide countered, scanning the room. “Look at them–has anyone stood up for Melinda? If it weren’t for Georgina’s punches, Dwight’s shove would’ve been brushed off with a mere reprimand”

Disappointment filled Adelaide’s eyes. She couldn’t fathom what Alpha Howell and Luna Skye feared so noveldrama

much.

He was royalty.

Even without real power or a governinent post, the royal title alone should outweigh this small pack’s influence.

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Yet, despite Melinda’s great wrongs, Skye still blamed Adelaide for stirring up too much trouble

This woman, once not cowardly in Adelaide’s eyes, had changed so much.

“Let’s go,” Lance said, leading Adelaide out.

Paisley escorted Priscilla out, and after they left. Avery and his warriors vanished into the night.

Soulrend Pack’s lights remained on. All eyes were on Willow, filled with suspicion and coldness

Luna Skye visited Melinda and found her daughter, though pregnant, thin as a shadow,

Skye finally burst into tears. “How could he treat you like this? You’re carrying his child. I thought, even if he dotes on that breeder, he’d still treat you decently. I shouldn’t have tied you to him.”

Melinda, dry–eyed, murmured. “It’s my fault. I loved him first, and he said he loved me too. Mom. I want to dissolve the mating bond.”

Skye’s face drained of color. “Absolutely not! What will you do after dissolving it?”

“I can’t stay here, Mom, Reputation means nothing now.”

Melinda’s eyes were void of hope.

She wasn’t jealous and could tolerate a breeder.

But when he pushed her onto the table without a second thought, her heart died.

“Don’t be fooled by Adelaide!” Skye urged. “She dissolved her bond and now encourages you to do the same. She found Alpha Lance; what will you do? What about the baby?”

Melinda wiped her tears, “Mom, if I dissolve the bond, can I return to the pack?”

After Alpha Howell and Luna Skye left, Soulrend Pack’s omegas cleaned up th Dwight and Willow stayed in the packhouse, while other members dispersed. Luna Chloe didn’t stay either. Alpha Manfred escorted the old Luna to rest.

reckage.

Before leaving, the old Luna ordered Manfred not to trouble Dwight, “Our young male scholars are few and far between. He’s Lycan Erasmus–endorsed talent. His dismissal is temporary. Every pack has lovers and breeders—just schemers stirring trouble.”

“Rest now, Mother, Manfred said, ignoring her plea and having his mate help the old Luna to her room.

Manfred glared at Willow, sobbing’in Dwight’s arms. Irritation boiled within him. “Why are you crying? If you hadn’t provoked Melinda today, none of this would’ve happened.”

Dwight defended Willow, “Father, how can you blame her? You’ve seen Melinda’s people–they’re vicious enough to attack me.”