A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 749

Third Person’s POV

“That was their payback,” Lance’s voice was as

cold as ice.

“Think about it. First, the Western Tribe sent their legions to the Southern Border–that was strike one. Then, they captured Velda and the soldiers involved in the massacre right on the battlefield–that was strike two. And finally, they wiped out the Frostfangs. That was strike three.

Alpha Zander nodded slowly. He followed Lance’s logic.

In the game of high–stakes politics, there is a principle of parity.

Since the Western Tribe had already retaliated three times–by slaughtering a pack, marching to the border, and taking the perpetrator, Velda–the blood debt should, in theory, be settled.

If the Western Tribe had done nothing after the massacre and simply sent a diplomat to protest, they would be completely on the defensive.

But they chose vigilante justice. They chose war. They used their own fangs to take what they considered fair.

“True,” Zander said softly, his fingers absentmindedly tracing the carved wolf head on his armchair.

“If it were just the village, their retaliation would be enough to balance the scales. But don’t forget… there’s still the matter of the Western Prince’s death.”

The Western commander, Pierce, didn’t push things to the brink of a world war just for a few civilians. He was out for royal blood. He wanted justice for his own house.

Lance analyzed the situation calmly.

“Right now, neither side has brought that up officially. Pierce backed off at the border specifically to protect the dignity of their royal family. The delegation coming now is led by Helia. She’s a rational politician, which means there’s still a chance for a deal.”

Adelaide stepped in, her eyes sharp.

“And one more thing. At the Southern Border, Pierce claimed that any agents who made it back to the Western Tribe were executed to leave no witnesses. But…”

She paused, a cold smirk touching her lips.

“According to Prunella’s intel, two key witnesses actually managed to dodge Pierce’s purge. Prunella has been hunting them down, and yesterday, she found them. They’re being secretly escorted back to the capital as we speak.”

Listening to them break down the board, Zander felt a mix of heavy sorrow and immense pride.

He hated that these filthy, bloody secrets had to be dragged into the light again, but he was moved by how

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Chapter 749

much Lance and Adelaide had been doing for him since they got to the city. They had clearly been working overtime on intelligence.

Without their efforts, he’d be rotting in a dungeon right now, not sitting by a warm fire.

Zander straightened his back, gripping the armrests tightly as he looked at the two young wolves.

“Listen to me,” his voice turned deadly serious. “You’ve done enough. Whatever happens next, don’t force

it.”

“I’m old. I can handle whatever sentence they throw at me–exile, the noose, it doesn’t matter.”

His gaze turned fierce.

“But I will not allow you to throw away your futures or your lives for me. Do you understand?”

“Adelaide, my child, let’s be blunt: in the eyes of the Royal Council, the lives of every single member of the Frostfangs don’t weigh as much as the premeditated murder of a Western Prince. If they play that card, we lose. Period.”

Zander closed his eyes, his voice trembling with the weight of a confession.

“And on top of that, we have an original sin we can’t wash away: we slaughtered the civilians of Snowdeer Town.”

Lance remained steady.

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