A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 740

Chapter 740

Chapter 740

Third Person’s POV

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Lycan Erasmus’s mind drifted back to a time before he was the Lycan King. Back then, his reputation within the Palace wasn’t exactly stellar. It was Zander and Bentley–two legendary generals–who had given him their unwavering support.

He remembered attending private dinners at Bentley’s packhouse.

In those days, he genuinely wanted to befriend those passionate warriors from the Frostfangs.

But now, sitting on the throne with a heavy crown on his head, things were different.

His heart was no longer pure; it was cluttered with suspicion, paranoia, and cold, calculated schemes.

Looking at the deep lines etched into Zander’s face, it was easy to see how brutal the winds of the Northern border had been. They had taken an Alpha made of iron and whittled him down into a frail, elderly wolf.

In this moment, Lycan Erasmus’s heart–hardened by power–softened with a sharp, painful pang of guilt.

He stood up instinctively, hurried down the steps of the dais, and personally reached out to steady the old man.

“Alpha Zander… please, get up.”

Zander lifted his head, his clouded eyes shimmering with tears.

“I… I failed the trust you placed in me. I couldn’t control my people, and I’ve caused a disaster. I don’t deserve your mercy.”

Lycan Erasmus sighed heavily, looking at the broken man before him. “Sit. Let’s talk.”

He personally guided Zander to a plush chair.

As he touched Zander’s arm, he noticed that the muscles–once hard as granite–were now loose, the bone protruding beneath the

skin.

Zander had wasted away; he looked so frail a strong breeze might knock him over.

Lycan Erasmus returned to his desk, watching Zander’s hunched figure.

“You’ve lost a lot of weight,” he noted with a sigh. “Regardless of what happens, you must look after your health.”

“Thank you for your concern, Lycan Erasmus,” Zander said, wiping his eyes with the back of a rough hand, looking utterly ashamed. “My life matters little, I only regret the trouble I’ve caused you.”

Lycan Erasmus felt even worse hearing that.

He offered some warm words of comfort before getting to the point.

“I know Snowdeer Town wasn’t your doing. You were in a coma; surviving at all was a gift from the Moon Goddess. However… you are the Supreme Commander of the border. The Western delegation is coming in hot, and I have to manage the fallout. If we’re going to give them a resolution, you may have to shoulder some of the responsibility in the diplomatic arena.”

Zander’s expression immediately turned solemn.

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Chapter 740

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“I understand. I am at your disposal. Whatever you need me to do, I will do it. I only wish to atone for the debt to our country and stop the flames of war.”

Fabian stood silently in the shadows, watching the scene unfold.

As the wolf who knew Lycan Erasmus best, Fabian knew Erasmus’s heart was truly softened–but he also knew that soft spot was as fleeting as a shooting star.

Once Zander left this room, Lycan Erasmus’s mind would snap back to the power struggle.

Fabian seized the moment. He stepped forward and bowed.

“Your Majesty, now that Alpha Zander is back in the capital, what are your orders? Should he be taken to the Enforcement Bureau, or do you have other plans?”

He paused, gauging Erasmus’s reaction before continuing.

“I have a request. I’d like to suggest sending the best Royal Physicians to examine him. He looks quite ill–his spirit may be failing due to the poison, and the long journey has clearly taken its toll. If we don’t treat him now, he might not last until the day of the confrontation with the Westerners.”

Erasmus had been torn.

Throwing Zander in prison would trigger a riot in the streets, but doing nothing would look weak to the Westerners.

Fabian’s suggestion was the perfect middle ground.

“He doesn’t need to go to the Bureau,” Erasmus waved a hand dismissively. “Let Alpha Zander return to his packhouse. Send two high–ranking physicians to treat him immediately.”

Then, his eyes sharpened again. “However, for his ‘safety,‘ assign the Royal Sentry to protect him.”

“Protection” was just a polite word for house arrest.

The Royal Sentry was an elite unit recently carved out of Lycan Erasmus’s personal guard.

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