Chapter 430
Third Person’s POV
On her way to the packhouse conference hall, she noticed Adelaide and everyone else staring at her with tearful eyes.
Her heart sank–she knew things weren’t as simple as they’d hoped.
Leonidas, already packed and ready, announced, “Lynette’s here. We’re leaving now.”
His mate approached Lynette, hugged her, and tearfully urged, “Be careful on the road and bring Marsh back.”
Lynette’s lips trembled as she asked, “H–he’s not dead, is he?”
Adelaide took her hand and said, “We’ll talk as we
walk.”
Lynette, tears streaming down her face, didn’t slow her pace, managing to keep up with Adelaide.
In the dead of night, Paisley knocked on the Digby Medical Center’s door, where Doctor Digby lived on the second floor.
He was a creature of habit, strictly adhering to an early–to–bed, early–to–rise routine.
By the time Paisley arrived, he had been fast asleep for hours. Even the best physicians have a bit of a temper upon waking. When informed it was Paisley from the Blackthorn Pack, he threw on his clothes and descended the stairs..
Glaring at Paisley, he warned, “You better have a good reason, or I won’t treat you.”
Paisley explained, “Sorry to disturb you, Doctor Digby, but Alpha Lance sent an urgent message. He wants Adelaide to bring you to Frostbite Town to treat Marsh.”
“Marsh?”
Doctor Digby froze for a moment, recalling the supposed–to–be–martyred son of the Hornbeam Pack.
His wolf ears quivered with urgency, and his fingertips instinctively extended half–inch wolf claws as he mentioned the wound medicine. “Harlan, Mason, pack up and come with me. Bring the best wolf venom serum and…”
He paused, a flash of pain crossing his wolf eyes before being replaced by determination. “Bring the moonlight grass too.”
Soon, the doctor’s cold fir and herbal pheromones had already settled in the Blackthorn Pack’s courtyard.
He sat on a stone bench, and this seasoned doctor’s wait was never an anxious pace back and forth but rather like a dormant wolf, coiled and ready.
Before Adelaide set off, her cedar pheromones carried the composure unique to an Alpha.
Holding Lance’s message, she found Priscilla and said, “Tomorrow, you’ll go to the palace and give this
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communicator to Lycan Erasmus. Remember to tell him that our signal’s stable, and given the emergency that’s why I left the capital in the dead of night.”
Is this really necessary?”
Priscilla, as carefree as a wolf basking in the sun, questioned. “With the urgency, I could just explain later We’re talking about a rescue mission…”
Adelaide cut her off, her cedar pheromones suddenly condensing into an undeniable authority, her vertical pupils flashing a silver streak under the candlelight. “It’s necessary. Very necessary. Do as I say. Go to the palace first thing tomorrow. Don’t delay.”
She turned to Susan, the back of her neck warming slightly from the emphasis, “Make sure she does it. Thanks.”
Susan’s chamomile pheromones shrank slightly under Adelaide’s aura, her ears twitching softly as she promised loudly, “Luna Adelaide, rest assured. Priscilla will go to the palace tomorrow and report to Lycan Erasmus exactly as you said.”
“Good. I’m off.” Adelaide’s cedar pheromones sharpened like an unsheathed sword. She knew Susan’s promises under aura were always kept.
With that, she turned and left, her wolf boots making a steady sound on the stone pavement.
Priscilla wanted to ask more. Looking at the Alpha’s sharpness in her back, she muttered, “She’s like a fighting male wolf, not hiding her claws at all.”
Susan defended Adelaide, “Priscilla, that’s called being decisive. Besides, not just any male wolf can compare to our Luna Adelaide.”
“Hey!”
Priscilla glanced at her. “Back when Lance wanted to mate with her, you opposed it the most. Now you seem utterly charmed.”
Susan imitated Priscilla’s prideful manner, “Now, whoever crosses Luna Adelaide is crossing me. I won’t let them off easily.”
“Oh, so you’ve grown some backbone?”
Susan laughed. “How could I not? Luna Adelaide is so capable; I have to step up my game. Anyway, if I’m not up to par, I’ve still got you, Priscilla, backing me up, right?”
Priscilla snorted. “That Adelaide’s nothing but a little enchantress, captivating everyone–Lance, you, even
me.”
“She’s got you too,” Susan teased. “Alright, let’s get some rest. We’ve got to go to the palace early tomorrow.” Priscilla insisted, “I’m not going, Whoever wants to can go. How dare she try to order me around?” Susan, unfazed, kept preparing the bedding and asked someone to turn on the air conditioning.
She shared a room with Priscilla, which had her own small bed.
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Priscilla hated the heat but loved sleeping in a cool room with a blanket.
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“Wear that new crimson dress tomorrow. It’s made this summer, brand–new. Show it off at the palace to Lycan Clarissa,” Priscilla told Susan before bed.
“Yes, ma’am.” Susan took the dress out of the closet and placed it aside for easy access tomorrow. Though she said she wouldn’t go, deep down, she treated this as her top priority.
