A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

Rejecting a Luna and exiling her from the pack isn’t trivial.

The next morning, Bloodmoon members began preparations.

As a union between two packs, their bonding followed formal traditions, and its dissolution required the same.

Elders from both families, along with the wolf who officiated the original ceremony, must witness the rejection to confirm the

Luna’s breach of contract.

Especially for packs like Bloodmoon and Frostfang, the process couldn’t be a simple verbal declaration by Alpha Ulrik.

On the Davidson side, Alpha Bentley had no direct heirs.

For decades, Frostfang Alphas either died in battle or in infancy.

Bentley’s father had three sons, all killed in war.

Bentley himself had six sons and a daughter, five of whom mated and had pups.

But those pups were slaughtered in an assassination half a year prior.

Now Frostfang’s Alpha bloodline survived only in Adelaide.

However, Bentley’s great–grandfather’s line had split off to form their own pack, with the retired Alpha joining the council to

manage Davidson affairs.

This elder had handled the aftermath when Frostfang was attacked by Western Tribe defectors.

Now Bloodmoon had summoned him for the rejection and exile.

The Davidsons were divided on the alliance–some sympathized with Adelaide, others coveted Frostfang’s former glory.

When Elder Halsey entered the council hall, her rage was palpable.

He completely disregarded the fact that Ulrik was a wolf general held in high esteem by the Lycan King.

“Alpha fickleness isn’t new, but rejecting a Luna days after a temporary mark? And over a rogue she–wolf? You’ll answer to Lycan

Erasmus today!”

Isaiah, sensing Halsey’s sulfur–laced fury, released calming pheromones, “We’ve invited a seer to witness this. Justice will be

served.”

“Wait for Adelaide to speak–don’t let Bloodmoon dictate the narrative,” Halsey snapped.

Elder Halsey snapped, “No matter the reason, Ulrik shouldn’t have treated Adelaide this way. She managed the pack and cared for

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Luna Rosemary while he was away fighting in the northern tribes.”

“Let’s wait until everyone’s here and discuss this calmly,” Ulrik said, his tone even.

Bloodmoon had also summoned Elder Miriam.

When informed of Ulrik’s plans, Miriam had inwardly recoiled–rejecting his Luna now, especially Frostfang’s Adelaide, would ruin his standing.

But she quickly rationalised–Davidson’s decline was inevitable. Frostfang’s glory faded with no heirs left.

Velda, as the first female general and favoured by Councilor Clarissa, had a bright future.

With her support, Ulrik would rise.

Moreover, Velda

would never settle for being a lover or breeder, Bloodmoon had to choose sides.

Adelaide’s alleged disrespect provided grounds for rejection.

Yet everyone had seen her dedication to the pack, her care for Rosemary.

Ulrik’s desire for two Lunas already broke tradition.

Ulrik’s reputation might take a hit after today.

“Where is she? Send someone to fetch her,” Rosemary snapped.

As an Omega rushed out, a guard handed Ulrik a letter from Velda.

Expecting her to comfort him, he sighed–she still protected Adelaide, a lost cause.

He opened it in the corridor, freezing mid–stride. The letter, unmistakably Velda’s script, demanded seizing half of Adelaide’s assets, citing “legal right.”

“Keeping half is mercy–others would take it all,” it concluded.

Ulrik, the honorable Alpha, couldn’t bear seizing his ex–mate’s pre–nuptial wealth.

The scandal would be ruinous.

e ruinous.

Distracted, he looked up to find Adelaide standing before him, silent as a ghost.

The silent approach startled him into releasing his grip, the letter fluttering to the ground.

“Don’t read that!” He snatched the letter, stuffing it into his sleeve. noveldrama

Adelaide’s lips curled. “How ‘thoughtful‘ of Velda to ‘save‘ me half my wealth.”

“No, it’s not what you think-” Ulrik stammered, cut short by the signature.

Adelaide raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Then pray tell, Alpha–will my assets be fully returned after the rejection?”

Without that letter, Ulrik would have vowed to return every penny, deflance be damned.

But Velda’s demand hung over him.

Adelaide’s smile turned sharp. “Hesitating? So you do have greed in you.”