A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

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Adelaide recalled how Dominic had avenged the Western Tribe’s fallen prince at the Southern Border.

Dominic harbored intense hatred for Velda and hadn’t forgotten the massacre in Snowdeer Town.

This secret, which both nations had tried to bury, might not stay buried with Dominic.

“Border tensions are gonna flare up again. It’s just a matter of time,” Lance said.

Adelaide’s heart sank. The border was guarded by her grandfather’s sodier. Her grandfather was Alpha Zander, the Alpha of the Eternal Night Pack.

Alpha Zander had already lost a son, another had lost an arm, and only Nelson, the adopted son of the Doyle family, remained to assist him.

The Doyle family endured hardship at the border, and Adelaide hadn’t seen them in ages.

The thought of another war was too much to bear.

The Western Tribe was formidable. Though they weren’t weak, the Southern Border conflict had taken its toll.

Now, the Royal Army and the Davidson Army, led by her father Alpha Bentley, were under Tad’s control.

While Tad was a capable general, a large–scale war might exceed his grasp.

Lance said, “We thought the Western Tribe valued face and wouldn’t expose the Snowdeer Town prince’s humiliation. Plus, the border ceasefire agreement signed to free Velda was supposed to hold. They shouldn’t break it easily for national reputation. But the problem is, their Lycan King’s time is uncertain. If Dominic becomes the new Lycan King, he might go public with everything.”

The Snowdeer Town incident was a time bomb.

A new Lycan King seeking to consolidate power might adopt hardline tactics.

Border demarcation has long been a sore spot for the Western Tribe’s people. Intelligence suggests they deeply resent Solanke, deeming him unworthy of the Wolf General title.

“Why’s Velda’s story spreading so fast? Could the Western Tribe have spies in the capital?” Adelaide asked.

Most Western Tribe spies had been eliminated during the Frostfang Pack attack. noveldrama

The Capital Ministry of Justice and Police Bureau stated any surviving spies would’ve fled back.

“Lance pondered, ‘Maybe Dominic’s had deployments here for a while. He might’ve built an intelligence network. The Velda affair might be suppressed by the Lycan King now.”

Adelaide agreed.

There was no lack of shrewd folks in the general population. From Velda’s capture and humiliation, it was

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easy to infer there’s something underhanded about the Bloodstained Border Pact.

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Lycan Erasmus had reigned for only a short time and hadn’t solidified his power. Otherwise, he wouldn’t fear his own brother like this.

So if this matter could be suppressed, he would definitely prioritize shutting it down first.

But Lance added, “I’m now worried this leak isn’t from the Western Tribe.

Adelaide looked up sharply. “Germain? But how would he know Snowdeer Town’s secrets?”

They realized in unison, “Germain has people at the Bloodscar Border!”

Sure enough, days later, Velda’s rumors died down.

Cafes and bars now claimed that while soldiers were captured in the Southern Border conflict, both sides exchanged prisoners without torture or humiliation.

To the uninformed, this was a minor incident. But those attuned to politics sensed something amiss.

Few knew Western Tribe soldiers had aided the Southern Border–a closely guarded military secret.

Only a deliberate leak could spread such information so widely.

The Blackthorn Pack’s werewolf warrior unit was officially established, with 200 from the Royal Army.

Lance had advocated for their return. They were originally pack guards, not on the royal payroll.

Lycan Erasmus agreed, as 200 soldiers meant little to him.

Another 100 were from the Davidson Army, former subordinates of Adelaide’s father, Alpha Bentley, also recalled.

With additions from Caldwell and Avery, the pack now had a 500–strong werewolf warrior unit.

Avery managed patrol and defense schedules. Training–really, combat skills instruction–for all non–duty guards was mandatory.

Most had battlefield experience but lacked refined combat techniques.

Though not a large number, these 500 could become an elite force to tide over current difficulties.

Adelaide began to manage the pack’s internal affairs. Ralph summoned farm owners and shop managers to meet the Luna at the Blackthorn Pack. Going forward, they’d report to Adelaide.

She spoke with each one without any pretense.

It had to be said, Caldwell and Ralph had chosen well–these people were competent and showed great

respect.

After the talks, she gave each person a gift, urging them to manage their businesses well and promising extra rewards at year’s end.

The farmers and managers thanked her and left one by one.

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