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A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 865

Summary for Chapter 865: A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Summary of Chapter 865 – A turning point in A Female Alpha’s Revenge by Free Collection

Chapter 865 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of A Female Alpha’s Revenge, written by Free Collection. With the hallmarks of Werewolf literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

Chapter 865

Chapter 865

Third Person’s POV

Camilla trembled, shaking her head desperately.

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“No, no! I absolutely do not have that thought! If those old folks in the Werewolf Council spread that around, I’m afraid no one this palace will respect Nolan anymore!”

Lycan Erasm

a cold snort, his eyes full of disdainful mockery.

“Isn’t th

right

didn’t hold any high hopes for him anyway. Then let him be a parasite from now on, completely give up h an king throne, and just be a loser raised by the royal family.”

nt dark, almost passing out on the spot. A bone-chilling coldness swept through her entire body, instantly o shreds.

in this palace for too long, she seemed to have completely forgotten that the fight for the supreme throne was ody path paved with thorns and bleached bones.

lely on noble blood, how could it be possible to obtain supreme power in the cruel werewolf world?

mbled violently, lowered her head, and a desperate sob crept into her voice.

Majesty, it is all my fault. I spoiled him to the point of being so lawless. Starting today, I will strictly supervise and personally him, teaching him to understand compassion and reverence…”

don’t want to hear these meaningless empty words,” Lycan Erasmus interrupted her coldly.

One year. If, after one year, he is still this uneducated, speaks so arrogantly, cannot even learn basic combat skills, and knows absolutely nothing about political affairs, he will completely lose his qualification to compete for the heir.”

Camilla finally breathed a sigh of relief, lowering her head to reply.

“Yes, I know what to do from now on.”

But Lycan Erasmus knew her too well. He saw right through her wishful thinking at a glance, and he didn’t plan to let her and Nolan off so easily this time.

“Good that you know. Tomorrow morning, have him come see me in the study. I want to personally check his palms for marks of punishment.”

Camilla froze. Since birth, her son had been the most noble existence in the entire country; when had he ever suffered such pain?

At this moment, all he

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such cruel

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bly shifted onto Adelaide and Cedric

were, all that was left now was a helpless pup. For Nolan to suffer

as about him-this was completely trampling on her dignity as the

ng Nolan as he kneeled in front of the cold statue.

day. He was supposed to be on leave today, staying at the packhouse,

Chapter 865

but was suddenly forcibly called back by Fabian.

The order he received was simple: take Nolan to kneel at the Moon Goddess Temple and personally recount the battle records o the Shadowfangs to him in detatt

In Ulrik’s heart, Alpha Bentley was a sacred and inviolable existence.

For every classic siege and defensive battle that the old general had commanded in his life, Ulrik could recite the combat details with his eyes closed.

So, following his memories, Ulrik began to slowly narrate the history of those wars to Nolan.

When he reached the tragic scene where alpha Bentley and his entire army sacrificed themselves to hold the defense line to the death, Ulrik unexpectedly couldn’t suppress his wolf’s mournful cries. He collapsed to the ground, crying bitterly.

That near-breakdown completely terrified Nolan, who was kneeling beside him, leaving the boy frozen in place, not daring to mov a muscle.

Fabian, standing guard outside the temple doors, listened to the faint cries coming from inside and sighed silently. When it came to betrayal, tears of remorse were always the most worthless thing in this world.

Late at night, Nolan finally returned to Camilla’s palace.

Before he could even act spoiled and beg his mother for comfort, Camilla, with a cold face and gritted teeth, pulled out a heavy spiked rod.

Before Nolan could open his mouth to ask, she grabbed his hand and struck down heavily with the rod, smashing it against the child’s tender skin.

In a short while, Nolan’s palms were split open, the flesh torn and bloody.

He cried so hard his lungs felt like they were tearing; snot blocked his windpipe, nearly suffocating him, and his entire little face turned purple-red.

He struggled and howled hysterically.

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