A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 663

**Title: Novel Male 663**
**Chapter 663**

In a cozy corner of the bustling café, Vanya’s face lit up as she spotted Paisley. “Hello, Paisley!” she called out, her voice warm and inviting.

“Hello to you too!” Paisley replied, her tone genuinely respectful. In her heart, she held a firm belief: anyone who treated Adelaide with kindness and care deserved her admiration and goodwill.

Adelaide, taking a deep breath to steady her racing thoughts, wasted no time in addressing the pressing issue at hand. “Vanya, the main reason I wanted to meet you today is about Tamara. This morning, a guard from the Frostfang Pack discovered her near our pack’s border. She looked like she had been sitting there for ages, shivering and in a terrible state. What could possibly have driven her to flee into the night like that?”

Vanya’s cheerful demeanor evaporated, replaced by a look of disbelief.

“Wait, she went to the Frostfang Pack estate? Do we know where she is now? Did anyone see which way she went?” she asked, her voice tinged with concern.

Adelaide shook her head, her expression grave. “We don’t have any answers. Valentin tried to follow her but lost track of her. The guard mentioned she seemed utterly distraught, with tears streaming down her face. They suspect she may have been there since midnight. That’s why they reached out to us, hoping we could shed some light on the situation.”

A heavy sigh escaped Vanya’s lips, her mind racing with confusion. “At first, I was completely bewildered. I’ve been trying to keep my distance from Alpha Isaiah’s affairs lately. Honestly, I’ve been contemplating moving out for quite some time, but I keep hesitating. I don’t want outsiders to think the Bloodmoon Pack is falling apart.”

“The drama has been relentless lately. Gloria is technically in charge of the pack since she’s expecting, but it’s Tamara who handles all the actual responsibilities. The catch is, every single expenditure must be approved by Gloria, which complicates things immensely.”

“Not to mention, Rosemary’s health has been erratic, so Tamara is effectively her caregiver, day in and day out.”

“You know how Rosemary is. She never respected Tamara and always manages to find fault with whatever she does,” Vanya continued, her voice laced with frustration.

Adelaide nodded in understanding. “I can only imagine the immense pressure Tamara must be under right now.”

“This morning, when they realized Tamara was missing, they combed the entire estate and even showed up at my house, accusing me of hiding her away. I tried to explain the situation, but they wouldn’t listen until I finally lost my temper and demanded they stop.”

“Later, I learned from others that Tamara and Gloria had a colossal argument about managing the pack. Gloria had put Tamara in charge but only agreed to allocate thirty percent of Ulrik’s salary to the pack fund. Their argument escalated quickly, with Gloria completely losing her composure, screaming that Tamara was ‘trying to kill her.’ She even handed Tamara a pair of scissors, telling her to ‘stab her stomach’ and end the pregnancy…”

Vanya recounted everything she had heard, her voice growing heavier with each detail. The stories of Tamara being slapped by Rosemary and Simon, along with threats regarding the rejection of her bond, painted a disturbing picture.

“After hearing all this, I knew something was seriously amiss. But they haven’t sent anyone to search for her. Rosemary insists that Tamara hasn’t really left—that she’s just outside blowing off steam—and that she’ll punish her when she returns. But I know that’s not Tamara’s nature. I was terrified she might have done something irreversible, so I discreetly dispatched my own people to look for her.”

“Unbelievable! They’ve crossed a line!” Paisley shouted, her frustration boiling over as she slammed her palm onto the table.

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