A Female Alpha’s Revenge (Adelaide) novel Chapter 674

**TITLE: Novel Male 674**

Simon paused for a brief moment, his gaze shifting to Tamara, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. “Alright, I’ll accompany you. We can face Rosemary together and apologize, then we’ll retreat back to our room.”

The memory of the previous night hung heavily in his mind, a dark cloud of shame that tightened around his chest like a vice; he felt as though he was teetering on the edge of losing control.

“Simon, Rosemary specifically said you are not allowed to enter with her,” Barbara cautioned in a hushed tone, her voice barely above a whisper.

Simon’s brow furrowed, a mixture of concern and frustration crossing his features. “Is Mother still that furious?”

Barbara nodded solemnly. “Yes, she is. But if Tamara offers a sincere apology, I believe she’ll calm down, and this whole mess will blow over.”

Simon mulled over Barbara’s words, wrestling with the turmoil within him. He could feel his wolf stirring, but he managed to suppress it, pushing down the primal instincts that threatened to rise. “Then let her go alone. Just ensure that you approach her with the right attitude, and whatever you do, don’t argue with her,” he instructed Tamara, his tone firm yet tinged with concern.

Tamara, well aware of how this confrontation would unfold, remained silent.

She didn’t utter a single word, instead choosing to minimize her presence, her scent barely perceptible—like a wounded she-wolf who would never again allow her tail to be stepped on. With a quiet resolve, she trailed behind Barbara as they made their way toward Rosemary’s room.

Inside the Bloodmoon packhouse, the atmosphere was charged, the usual comforting blend of wood and leather scents now completely dominated by Rosemary’s barely contained aura, a chilling reminder of her authority as an older she-wolf.

Rosemary lounged on the custom-made sofa, her posture relaxed yet her expression an icy mask. The moment her gaze landed on Tamara, it felt like a blade slicing through the air. “Kneel,” she commanded, her voice sharp and unyielding.

Tamara’s legs buckled beneath her, and she found herself sinking to the carpet almost instinctively, her knees hitting the plush surface with a thud.

To be ordered to kneel in the Bloodmoon living room—a space where equality was a mere illusion—was a blatant rejection, a public humiliation that stung like a slap.

Her wolf cowered within her, paralyzed by fear, terrified of making a single move.

In an instant, a heavy hand struck her cheek, the impact ringing in her ears like a tolling bell.

“Why didn’t you just die out there? Why did you even bother crawling back?” Rosemary’s voice dripped with disdain.

“Daring to use death as a threat against me! You have no shame whatsoever!”

Barbara stood nearby, her own scent subdued, her heart racing as she dared to intervene. “Rosemary, please, there’s no need to be this angry. Tamara understands she was wrong. Just let it go; you’re only going to hurt yourself in the process.”

But before Barbara could finish her plea, a CRASH echoed through the room.

Rosemary seized a glass coffee cup from the table and hurled it at Tamara, the shattering glass exploding against her head.

“Now she knows she was wrong? Why didn’t she realize that when she was causing such a scene?”

“You have completely disgraced the Bloodmoon Pack! Get out of my sight! Go kneel by the main crest pillar in the front yard. Stay there until tomorrow morning. You are not permitted to rise without my explicit permission!”

Glass shards littered the floor like fallen stars, and warm coffee streamed down Tamara’s forehead, mingling with blood as it trailed down her neck and soaked into her collar, staining the carpet beneath her.

Barbara let out a heavy sigh, her heart aching for Tamara. “Tamara, please, just go kneel outside. Don’t provoke Rosemary any further.” Her intentions were pure—she wanted to extract Tamara from that suffocating room before she endured another blow. Tamara remained silent, gathering her strength, and slowly made her way out of the room.

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