A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219

Chapter 219

Third Person’s POV

Lost in thought, Valentin approached with the IOU and a pen, his tone cold. “Sign here.”

The $50,000 debt humiliated her.

She glared at Adelaide, but fear washed over her when their eyes met.

She signed hastily and stumbled away.

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Valentin filed the IOU and noticed Adelaide leaning against the corridor wall, her earlier coldness replaced by visible heartbreak.

“Don’t be so upset,” Valentin consoled. “Indifference is the best armor.”

Adelaide shook her head, her voice soft. “I’m fine. I was just remembering how lively the pack used to be.”

Valentin, too, fell into a melancholic silence.

The Frostfang Pack endured, its status elevated, but few original members remained.

Adelaide quickly regained her composure and headed back to her villa to be with Cedric.

She worried he might have been frightened by the earlier commotion, especially since Velda had been screaming as she was dragged away.

To her surprise, she found Cedric calmly writing in his study, flanked by Beata and Rachel.

At the sound of her footsteps, Cedric looked up and greeted her eagerly, “Auntie.”

His voice was still a bit hoarse, and he struggled with longer sentences, but he was clearly improving.

He’d been practicing diligently, and Adelaide was confident he’d soon speak normally again.

“What are you writing?”

Adelaide asked with a smile, ruffling his hair as she peered at his progress. “This character’s got more strength to it.”

Cedric’s writing wasn’t just about penmanship–it was about rebuilding wrist strength after his hand injury.

Lance had been insisting on this exercise for months.

Cedric put down his pen, placed his hand on his throat, and said with determination, “I’ll… protect you from now on!”

Adelaide’s heart skipped a beat, and she smiled through her tears.

Cedric might not grasp the full situation, but he clearly sensed the disturbance and wanted to shield her/3

Chapter 219

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Two days later, Valentin, accompanied by two pack guards, entered the Bloodmoon Pack’s territory. The frostfang emblem on his shoulder glimmered as they crunched through the snow.

Meanwhile, Velda lay curled under a fur blanket, her mint–green pheromones mixed with the coppery stench of wolfsbane.

The scab on the back of her neck oozed blood from her fever. Her wolf whined pitifully in the depths of her mind.

The moonflower remedy the pack doctor had left was spilled on the bedside table, its shards stained with dark blue blood.

Nightmares of slaughtered civilians gnawed at her.

But she shrugged off the $50,000 debt as mere humiliation from Adelaide.

What was $50,000 to Adelaide?

Surely she wouldn’t send collectors to the Bloodmoon Pack.

Yet the collectors did arrive.

When informed by a Bloodmoon omega that the Frostfang Pack was demanding payment, Velda’s nails dug into her palm.

Her mint–green pheromones surged, shattering the bedside moon goddess statue. “$50,000? Adelaide’s got the nerve to send dogs after me?”

Velda’s face burned with shame.

Ulrik, unaware of Velda’s visit to the Frostfang Pack, stayed in the pack today.

They’d been arguing frequently, and he’d been sleeping in the study.

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