A Female Alpha’s Revenge novel Chapter 2

Adelaide's POV

"Alpha Ulrik, you seem to forget I'm the daughter of the Frostfang's Alpha. Alpha blood runs through my veins..."

Ulrik cut me off with a snort. "You grew up shielded by your parents and pack. You've never seen war's teeth, never faced a real battle. Velda despises soft wolves like you. I'm sparing you the humiliation of her tongue."

I lifted my chin, voice steady as the north wind. "If she insults me, I'll let it slide. Keeping the bigger picture in mind is Luna's first duty, isn't it? You said yourself I'm perfect for the role."

He raked a hand through his rain-damp hair. "Why court trouble? The Lycan King's orders stand. Even as my Luna, Velda won't interfere with pack management. She disdains everything you value."

"Do I cling so desperately to being Bloodmoon's Luna?" I countered, fingers tightening around the comb in my grip.

Ulrik was a fearless fighter, but managing a pack? It was not his strong suit.

The former Luna's wolf was failing—Digby's potions were the only thing keeping her alive, and they were expensive.

Running the pack cost a fortune—food, medicine, everything.

Bloodmoon's accounts were practically empty.

For the past year, it had been my Frostfang assets keeping them afloat.

And this was the thanks I got?

Ulrik lost his patience. "Forget it. I'm done talking. I just had to inform you—you can agree or not, but it won't change a thing."

I watched him turn and leave without a backward glance. Bitterness flooded me.

I walked back to my cottage through the storm.

The house, a short distance from the Packhouse, felt lonelier now. I used to wonder why Ulrik never invited me into his home.

Now I understood.

Beata, my omega from Frostfang, was waiting inside.

After showering and changing out of my rain-soaked clothes, I sat at the vanity to comb my golden hair.

I filled Beata in on what had happened.

Beata sniffled. "Luna Adelaide, Alpha Ulrik is such a jerk. He's your mate—how could he do this?"

"Knock it off," I snapped, shooting her a glare. "He never marked me. That temporary bite on my neck? Just a scratch. He's not my real mate. Now fetch the Frostfang asset ledger."

"Why the ledger?" Beata wiped her eyes.

I tapped her ear. "Dense much? If Bloodmoon's Alpha treats me like dirt, why stick around as their lackey?"

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