A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 745

Chapter 745

Chapter 745

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“Twenty years?” Adelaide arched an eyebrow, genuinely struggling to reconcile that number with his messy performance. “Who was your instructor?”

Alfred gave a bitter laugh, staring down at his dust–covered boots.

“I didn’t have a formal one. When I was a kid, I just did conditioning with the Hornbeam guards. Later, I picked up a few moves from the older guys in the pack.”

“Then I met Zach. He taught me some real–world combat stuff. Once I became a Palace guard, it was mostly Zach giving me pointers.” He paused, looking a bit embarrassed.

“And when I’m on duty, I usually pester the other wolves for spars… just to ‘borrow‘ whatever they’ve got. It’s a bit of a patchwork.”

Nearby, Ellen and the others couldn’t help but let out low chuckles.

Alfred was clearly eager to learn, but his method was like a suit made of random scraps of fabric–it covered his body, but it offered zero protection and looked a mess.

“No wonder your technique is all over the place,” Paisley muttered.

She crossed her arms and walked over to him. During her large–group classes, she hadn’t paid much attention to this unremarkable guy.

“If you’re this obsessed with fighting and you’re from the Hornbeams, why didn’t you get a proper teacher when you were younger? Your family isn’t exactly broke.”

Most pack instructors were mediocre at best, turning out rough, unpolished fighters. But a wolf of Alfred’s lineage should have had his pick of elite masters.

Alfred went silent for a moment. Then, he let out a long, heavy sigh.

As he began to recount his history with instructors, the group finally understood why he’d risked offending Lance just to get a shot at training with Paisley.

When he was seven, his parents hired a legendary Royal Swordsman.”

However, shortly after starting, the teacher suffered a sudden heart attack and returned to the Moon Goddess’s side before the doctors even arrived.

That was the first time.

So, he was stuck training basics with the pack guards.

A year later, his father–refusing to let his son’s talent go to waste–scoured the kingdom and found a combat master famous for training wolves to fight in the middle of raging storms.

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The master was eccentric; he only took five students a year, and they had to reach the cliffs of the Storm Coast first to pass the test.

Alfred’s father immediately took him and set out. On the way, they met a young noble boy heading for the

same master.

His father’s competitive streak kicked in. Thinking the other boy was a rival, he skipped the safe passenger ships and paid top dollar for a “high–speed” speedboat.

It was a disaster.

A massive storm flipped the boat like a toy. They spent an entire night treading water in the freezing ocean before a fishing boat picked them up. They barely survived.

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Then came age ten.

This time, Alpha Theodore personally found him a grandmaster from the distant Emerald Valley who had moved to the capital.

If things went well, Alfred would have been his lead disciple–the same rank as Craig.

With Theodore’s backing and a training hall in the heart of the city, nothing should have gone wrong.

But that year, the capital hit a record–breaking rainy season.

The night before Alfred was supposed to start his training, the foundation of the new training hall turned to mud and the whole building collapsed.

The master’s leg was crushed, and he was so traumatized that he fled the city that same night, hobbling away and leaving Alfred’s training in the dust.

This pattern continued until he was thirteen.

For six years, Alfred couldn’t get a single formal lesson. Every attempt was met with a series of freak accidents.

It was like an invisible hand was actively sabotaging him.

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