A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

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Gloria lunged forward, her pheromones turning violent, her claws almost bursting through her fingertips. “The pack’s in trouble, and you’re rich but refuse to help. I’ve covered so many expenses–it’s all documented. You took so much money from Alpha Ulrik but give nothing back. You demand fancy meals and a crowd of servants. Why should I, who supports the entire pack, also support you? It’s not fair!”

With each sentence, her pheromones fluctuated wildly, as if trying to shatter Velda’s indifference.

Her wolf claws opened involuntarily, her nails piercing her gloves, and a wolf–like whine escaped her throat.

“Because you’re stupid!” Velda snorted. Her pheromones shot at Gloria like arrows, forcing her back.

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“Do you think the Bloodmoon Pack will turn against me because of your tears and rage? Do can remove the pack guards here? I’ll turn the Bloodmoon Pack upside down if you don’t leave.”

She turned and left, her steps steady, as if everything was under her control.

Gloria stood there, her pheromones in chaos, her claws trembling at her sides, nails digging into her palms.

“You’re really pushing me too far!”

Gloria’s face flushed with anger. “Did you know Adelaide came to the Bloodmoon Pack today to gloat?”

Velda’s eyes narrowed, her muscles tensing, a fierce look flashing in her eyes.

But she quickly feigned indifference. “So what? Let her gloat if she wants.”

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Gloria was speechless for a moment. “You… Velda, I’m begging you. Can’t you apologize to the Stormridge Pack again? You’re not just hurting the Bloodmoon Pack, but also my mate’s future.”

“Your mate? That sounds so convenient,” Velda sneered.

“What’s wrong with the way I refer to him? Isn’t he my mate?”

“Oh, yes. He’s your mate, then you handle his future. You apologize, you pay the money.”

“What attitude is this?” Gloria demanded.

Velda swung her longsword. “My attitude is—get out and don’t bother me.”

Gloria trembled with rage.

She couldn’t understand how Velda dared to be so disrespectful, especially since they were from the same pack and she had Ulrik’s full mark.

She had offered to use her personal funds to support the Bloodmoon. Pack but felt deeply wronged inside

“Velda, my brother is the Royal Army’s commander, and I’m from the Ironclaw Pack. How dare you treat me like this?” Gloria declared.

Velda sneered. “Oh? Are you threatening to have your brother and the Royal Army kill me? Or trying to bully me with your Ironclaw Pack connections?”

Gloria felt helpless. “You’re nothing but a hooligan! How could Alpha Ulrik ever choose you? You must have seduced him on the battlefield. You and Adelaide are both shameless.”

Velda laughed. “Disappointed? On the battlefield, he approached me first. He said he liked me. As for comparing me to Adelaide–what is she? A mated she–wolf with no shame.”

When Velda said “a mated she–wolf with no shame,” she stared at Gloria, her implication clear.

Gloria was so angry she almost cried. “I’ll tell Ulrik about this tonight. Just you wait!”

“Fine, I’ll wait!” Velda turned and walked into the house, leaving Gloria in the yard.

She added over her shoulder, “A mated she–wolf with no shame.”

Gloria left the yard in tears and went straight to Rosemary’s room.

She wiped her tears–Rosemary needed her medicine, and as Luna, she had to care for the ill.

Though she couldn’t bring Doctor Digby, she used the Ironclaw Pack’s connections to hire another famous physician from the capital. But Rosemary insisted on a special medicine, which Gloria had to pay for monthly, with the Ironclaw Pack delivering it.

Ulrik’s Rosemary was satisfied with the current Luna, seeing her as filial and sensible.

But with Velda around, Ulrik’s future wasn’t as bright as it could have been with Gloria’s Ironclaw Pack backing.

Gloria wasn’t as attentive as Adelaide used to be.

Adelaide would stay in the same room during Rosemary’s illness, ready to care for her at any time of the night.

Gloria, however, always clung to Ulrik at night, fearing he’d be called away by Velda.

Rosemary both hated and missed Adelaide.

In the old days, money was never an issue.

Clothes, jewelry, meals, and snacks were always plentiful.

Adelaide never complained. Sometimes, when Vanya felt sorry for her, Adelaide would say Ulrik was fighting on the battlefield and shouldn’t be distracted by pack matters.

As a Luna from the Frostfang Pack, she understood the importance of prioritizing warfare over pack affairs and managed everything efficiently.