A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 161

Chapter 161

Third Person’s POV

Priscilla believed that Adelaide had offended Madison deeply at her birthday party.

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Should she dare to show up, it would prove either of two things: first, she was reckless; second, she didn’t take Madison seriously at all.

Either way, it was clear that Adelaide, the future Luna of the Blackthorn Pack, was not someone to be trifled with.

Adelaide’s POV

After leaving the palace, I got into the car. I was indeed heading to Madison’s place.

Madison, formerly the sister of the old Lycan King, left the palace after finding her mate and settled in the capital.

Though she didn’t belong to any pack, she remained a royal.

Her mate, Hunt Shuman, also left his original pack to become a royal.

Together, they owned a luxurious mansion in the capital, complete with omega staff to maintain the estate and attend to their needs.

Despite lacking a pack territory, no Alpha or Luna would dare underestimate them.

What Priscilla didn’t know was that I had planned to visit Madison’s mansion today. The summons to the palace had merely delayed me.

No matter, the afternoon was still young. Madison would have finished her nap by now and would be in full spirits–ready for whatever awaited her.

These past few days, I’d been organizing the Frostfang Pack’s warehouse, sorting through the items we’d moved from the Bloodmoon Pack.

I sold what could be sold and piled the rest in the corners.

Once I become Lance’s mate and the Blackthorn Pack’s Luna, I’ll no longer have access to the Frostfang Pack’s assets.

After finalizing the inventory, I needed to create a shopping list for Valentine to handle the procurement.

While sorting through the clutter, I discovered the silver wolf–head statue Madison had sent.

The craftsmanship was exquisite, and the materials were extremely valuable.

The wolf’s head was pure silver, and the rest was made of expensive jade. Such a precious “gift” had to be returned to Madison.

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Chapter 161

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When Madison sent the silver wolf–head statue, I was still at the Warscar Training Camp and hadn’t returned to the capital after hearing about my father’s and brothers‘ sacrifices. So, I never actually saw the

statue.

I assumed Airella would have discarded it, but it turned out to be hidden in the warehouse.

Perhaps Airella, in her grief, had left it to the omega staff, who didn’t dare to throw it away.

I examined the statue, the size of a jewelry box. The base was inscribed with the ancient wolf script “Eternal Night Lone Wolf.”

I could imagine Airella’s mix of fury and helplessness upon receiving it.

Back then, with the Alpha bloodline males gone, she had no choice but to protect the remaining she- wolves and pups. How could she have confronted Madison?

I’d thought the statue was long gone, but now that I’d found it, it had to be returned.

When I’d mentioned at the party that people could visit the Frostfang Pack to see the statue, I didn’t know it was still in our possession. But I was certain no one would actually make the trip.

Even if everyone present found Madison detestable, none would dare to provoke her by visiting the Frostfang Pack to see such a cursed object.

The car arrived at the entrance to Madison’s mansion. I asked Beata and the others to wait inside while I stepped out, carrying the silver wolf–head statue.

The werewolf guard at the gate, catching whiff of my cedar pheromones, bristled with caution and quickly barred my way.

His sulfurous pheromones filled the air as he spread his arms to block me. “Miss Davidson, this is a royal restricted area–”

Before he could finish, my wolf’s claw had seized the temporary mark on the back of his neck. My aura like an icy fog spread out, and his knees buckled, forcing him to his knees.

I pushed him aside and strode forward.

The mansion’s guards were no mere decoration. They immediately surrounded us upon our intrusion.

Having learned from the previous birthday party incident that I was Madison’s adversary, they were prepared.

The captain of the guard addressed me with a semblance of courtesy. “Miss Davidson, Madison has made it clear that you are not to set foot in the villa. Leave now, or we’ll have no choice but to act.”

I stood before the captain and said calmly, “Feel free to try.”

The mansion’s guard instantly formed a fan–shaped encirclement. Over a dozen werewolf warriors‘ pheromones–mingled with the scents of crimson flame and pine needles–filled the air.

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