A Female Alpha’s Revenge (Adelaide) novel Chapter 669

**Chapter 669**

**Third Person’s POV**

In that critical moment, Adelaide was racing along the riverbank, her feet pounding against the ground as she kept pace with the relentless flow of the water. Each step was fueled by an urgency that coursed through her veins, propelling her forward with a fierce determination.

The air around her crackled with the sharpness of her exertion, a metallic scent mingling with the chill of the environment—a biting cold that pierced through her senses like a knife.

On the bank, Paisley was a blur, her speed unmatched as she sprinted, her beta dominance emanating like a lifeline, an invisible tether that connected her to the frantic struggle unfolding in the water.

In this treacherous stretch of the river, falling in was tantamount to signing a death warrant. The stakes could not have been higher; every fleeting second felt like an eternity, each heartbeat echoing the urgency of their mission.

Ulrik, finally stirring from his daze, stumbled toward the edge of the bank. His wolf instincts were awakening, but sluggishly, leaving him clumsy and disoriented. He hurled himself down the slick embankment, desperation fueling his movements as he chased after Paisley, but she was already far ahead, her figure a swift shadow against the rushing water.

It was in that moment of frantic realization that Ulrik understood the chasm that lay between him and the two women. Adelaide and Paisley had leapt into action without a second thought, their bodies responding instinctively to the call of danger, while he was left grappling with his own hesitation.

Adelaide’s gaze pierced through the chaos, locking onto a flickering silhouette in the distance—Tamara, a dark figure being tossed and pulled by the violent waves.

In an instant, her pupils dilated, nearly glowing with an intensity that reflected her resolve.

With a powerful push off a jutting rock, she launched herself into the air, her muscles coiling with the strength of her wolf essence. It surged through her, a primal force that felt as if it were breaking free from her very skin, driving her to dive headfirst into the icy depths before Tamara could drift further away.

The frigid water hit her like a thousand stinging whips, but she pressed on, undeterred.

Desperately, she plunged her hand into the churning water, feeling the bones in her fingers shift, sharpening into a fierce grip as she finally seized Tamara.

But the current was merciless, pulling them both deeper into its grasp. While she could hold onto Tamara, escaping its clutches was another matter entirely.

She had to stabilize them, or they would both succumb to the river’s fury.

On the bank, Paisley was a whirlwind of action, tearing off her cloak with swift, decisive movements. Her wolf fingers deftly shredded the fabric into strips, her breaths coming in quick bursts as she fashioned a makeshift rope, securing it with metal clips in a matter of seconds.

With a heavy rock in her grasp, she wrapped the cloth strips around it tightly, her wolf eyes narrowing as she focused on a point upstream. With all her might, she hurled the improvised lifeline toward Adelaide.

The current seized the rope, dragging it downstream, but Adelaide was ready.

With a surge of willpower, she freed one hand and grasped the rope with all her strength.

In that fleeting moment, her fingers transformed, bones shifting and piercing through her skin, becoming a sharp edge of her wolf form.

No longer was she being swept away.

“Hold tight!” she shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos.

Paisley gritted her teeth, sinking her body down, anchoring the rope with every ounce of her weight. Her shoulder blades flared, her wolf strength reinforcing the fabric as she braced against the pull.

Adelaide felt the tension of the rope and used it to find her footing on the riverbed, her fingers digging into a rock crevice to stabilize herself.

With a fierce determination, she flipped her body, pushing Tamara toward the safety of the bank.

In that final push, the river roared around her, cold waves crashing against her face with a stinging ferocity.

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