Third Person’s POV
Given their track record, it was unlikely Priscilla and Madison would let Adelaide slide..
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With Adelaide’s mating ceremony with Alpha Lance imminent, they’d recommended Sabrina, a sweet- talking Bloodmoon Pack girl, to Priscilla.
Their motives were clear to those in the know.
Rowena ignored the drama, focusing on the delicious pastries and coffee.
Priscilla was very particular about her diet, and her pastries were especially delicious. Rowena figured she might as well come to enjoy the tasty treats.
Priscilla’s event had its fair share of sycophants. After Priscilla’s comment, many began subtly bad- mouthing Adelaide.
It was unclear whether Madison had orchestrated it or someone was deliberately catering to Priscilla, but the remarks, though not openly derogatory, carried a clear tone of sarcasm.
They superficially praised Adelaide for her war merits but implied that such a she–wolf would be hard to tame, suggesting Priscilla might struggle to control her and even risk a reversal of authority in their relationship.
These remarks visibly annoyed Priscilla.
It was clear that Madison was behind the attempt to sow discord between them.
Once Madison felt she’d made her point, she gave Wanda a meaningful look.
Wanda promptly approached with a smile and said, “Priscilla, Alpha Lance is set to mate with Adelaide soon. As the Ironclaw Army’s deputy commander–admittedly an honorary role–she’s likely too occupied to care for Alpha Lance properly.”
“I think Sabrina would be perfect,” she continued. “The Bloodmoon Pack once had its glory. Having Sabrina as a breeder for Alpha Lance seems quite fitting.”
Wanda and her daughter often manipulated Priscilla, who usually heeded their advice.
Seeing Priscilla’s dislike for Adelaide and fondness for Sabrina, the plan seemed set to succeed.
Wanda, harboring deep resentment toward Adelaide, wanted to upset her by pushing Sabrina into Lance’s life.
But Wanda miscalculated.
Priscilla disliked Adelaide, but the idea of Sabrina, from the scheming Bloodmoon Pack, as a breeder was worse. Already facing ridicule for her son’s bond to Adelaide, Priscilla refused to be the laughingstock.
Moreover, she detested anyone with designs on her son.
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11:09 Mon, 7 July
Chapter 227
Though flattered by outsiders‘ praise, Priscilla despised schemers, especially those targeting her son.
She believed neither Adelaide nor Sabrina matched her son’s stature.
After Wanda’s proposal, Priscilla’s gaze toward Sabrina turned cold.
Without addressing Wanda, she told Susan, “You gave this lady my coral bracelet? That was a birthday gift from Lance. Take one of your recent cups instead.”
Sabrina’s face drained of color as everyone’s attention turned to her.
Humiliated, she stood frozen while Susan replaced the bracelet with a crystal cup.
“Show some gratitude,” Susan said coldly.
Sabrina, mortified, thanked her and glanced helplessly at Wanda.
Wanda’s face fell–this foolish woman had embarrassed her in public.
The scene amused the guests.
Priscilla was easily charmed, but her pride in her son was non–negotiable.
It was easy to make her happy with a few kind words, and even easier to hoodwink her out of her money. But Priscilla took great pride in her son. Anyone scheming around Alpha Lance would face her wrath.
Wanda, seething with anger, remained silent.
Madison, however, laughed leisurely, sipping her coffee. “Just a joke, no need to take it seriously. The Luna mating ceremony hasn’t even happened yet. What’s all this talk about a breeder?”
“Wanda, your kindness is misplaced. When that Tenar girl shed a few tears over her admiration for Lance, you sympathized and pleaded for her with Priscilla. But how could Priscilla make such decisions for Alpha Lance? Even for an omega servant, Alpha Lance’s approval is necessary.”
This remark triggered laughter among the she–wolves, who cast mocking glances at Priscilla.
Her face flushed with anger, but Madison’s words were irrefutable. Priscilla, already struggling with her words, was left speechless.
As Priscilla fumed, Madison blew on the foam in her coffee cup and continued leisurely, “I usually mind my own business, but Lance is my nephew. Why did he return from saving the kingdom and choose to mate with Adelaide?”
“Fortunately, you didn’t invite her today. Had she been here, I wouldn’t have come. Such a narrow–minded person isn’t worth my time.
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