A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 31

Adelaide’s POV

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Tamara shook her head hurriedly and said, “Alpha Ulrik and Velda would definitely not appeal to Shaman Digby. Although Shaman Digby is well–known, he has no pack and is merely a rogue. Alpha Ulrik and Velda, being esteemed Lycan generals under Lycan Erasmus, would never stoop to seeking Digby’s help.”

I looked at her and said, “Then you should go. Kneel there for two or three days. If you can bring Digby here, it will be your merit. Even if you can’t, all the surrounding packs will see your effort. Then no one can say you haven’t done your part.”

Tamara’s eyes suddenly lit up as she grasped my intent.

I never expected Ulrik and Velda to make the appeal–it was Tamara I was sending.

Once she earned a reputation for filial piety, the Bloodmoon Pack couldn’t exile her on flimsy pretexts.

Vanya nodded in agreement. “Thank you, Adelaide. It’s the only solution now.”

Then, with a light sigh, she added, “You once devoted yourself to caring for Luna Rosemary, but the outside world couldn’t see or know of it, granting you no recognition.”

“That’s all in the past,” I said calmly.

Tamara quickly expressed her gratitude. “Thank you for your advice. Without it, I’d be at a complete loss. This past month has felt like an eternity of torment.”

I said, “I’ve set up a new altar at the Frostfang Pack’s plaza. Over the next few months, I’ll be praying there to the Moon Goddess for the fallen wolves of the Frostfang Pack. So I won’t be seeing any visitors during this time. Please take care.”

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My meaning was clear–I hoped that no matter what happened in the future, they wouldn’t come to me anymore.

After Vanya and Tamara left, I didn’t go back to my room to rest.

Seeing the sun gradually setting, I knew I had to set off after dark. Even if I lay down for a bit now, it wouldn’t do much good.

Recalling the chaotic scene at Ulrik’s wedding as described by Tamara, for some reason, I suddenly found it quite comical.

So this was the farce triggered by his so–called “true love“?

Guests left one after another, leaving the Bloodmoon Pack utterly humiliated. The wedding was nothing but a ironically named “feast.”

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Chapter 31

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I silently repeated the name, feeling the long–suppressed hatred welling up again.

If it weren’t for her committing atrocities like slaughtering surrendered villages for military merit, the Frostfang Pack wouldn’t have faced such a disaster.

She had stolen Ulrik from me before and humiliated me. At that time, considering her contributions, I still held a bit of respect for her.

But now, just thinking of her made my fingers clench with pain.

My spine stretched and restructured like a steel bar being hammered by an invisible blacksmith, the intense pain forcing me to bite down on the prepared jet chain.

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