A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 112

Adelaide’s POV

I didn’t tell them about Lycan Erasmus’s strange order. Since I didn’t get his aim, telling them would just spread the worry.

My wolf purred in my mind, its silver–blue spiritual form tapping my nerves with its tail.

I pulled my thoughts back and said sincerely, “The Dragon Ash werewolves killed my father and brothers. I went to the Southern Border mainly to revenge.”

Ripples spread in my cedar pheromones, and the silver–blue wolf hair behind my ears trembled slightly with my emotion.

When I mentioned “hatred“, the golden claw medallion on my chest suddenly burst into lava patterns, and wolf totems flowed on the dark red ribbon.

After my explanation, the atmosphere visibly relaxed.

That’s right, my father and brothers were killed by the Dragon Ash Werewolf Kingdom.

By werewolf rules, blood debts are paid in blood.

They helped me revenge, so there’s no need to think further.

I brushed off my worries and suggested, “We’re all rested and fed. Let’s go out, shop, and buy some gifts for the teachers.”

“Good idea, but we’re broke. Lycan Erasmus hasn’t rewarded us yet.” Avery looked at me pleadingly. “You don’t think he forgot, did you?”

“This kid’s starved,” my wolf sneered in my mind, lava patterns crawling from the medallion up my collarbone.

I comforted him with a smile, “He won’t forget. Lycan Erasmus promised a reward, and it’ll be generous.”

“If I got ten million, our Ancient Moon Pack’s ten–year operating costs would be covered,” Avery said with a grin.

The totem of his Ancient Moon Pack flickered on his neck.

I knew Avery’s pack had few male wolves, with only him in the Alpha family,

The Ancient Moon Pack lived in the Shadow Peaks on land bought by the Warscar Training Camp, so they paid annual rent to the camp.

Plus, with no external businesses, the pack struggled financially.

His nails scraped the basalt table, sparking. “My mother won’t have to steal leftovers from the camp at midnight anymore!”

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“After getting the reward, I’ll buy more cosmetics. The teacher probably won’t scold me for going to war…… Wait, I also need to buy some jewelry…..”

Paisley cut him off mercilessly, “The teacher would scold you for fighting, and if you bought those things, a beating would be the lightest punishment. She might even chop off your wolf tail!”

Everyone roared with laughter. Come to think of it, it was likely.

Avery’s pheromones exploded, carrying the damp grass scent of a new moon.

Paisley’s crimson pheromones erupted like a volcano, sulfur over powering Avery’s grassy smell.

Her wolf–head belt spat sparks as her lava wolf tail cracked the ground tiles with a snap. “Mentor Irene’s whip is a hundred times worse than tail–chopping pain!”

Everyone smiled.

Before leaving the Frostfang territory, Tommy from Alpha Lance’s group hurried to tell them to collect their rewards.

Sure enough, Paisley and the three others each received five million.

I got twenty million for my role in the city–breaking battle and was titled “Golden Claw” Werewolf General.

Though no specific post yet, it was a great honor.

Avery clutched his five–million card, as excited as a protective pup.

Paisley, seeing his look, shoved her card into his hand too. “Take mine. I don’t care for it.”

“A bank card? You’re giving up such a good thing?” Avery’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“I’ve got enough. Why care?” Paisley shrugged indifferently.

I smiled nearby. True, for Paisley, money was never an issue. What she lacked was genuine care.

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