Chapter 332
Chapter 332
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Christine shook her head and continued, “Luna Cynthia is very attached to her daughter. She’s never opposed anything she wanted to do over the years. If I tried to stop her, Luna Cynthia would only resent
- me.
“Moreover,” Christine added thoughtfully, “the Hutchinsons were once under Abbot’s command and later followed Alpha Lance. I heard General Abbot returned to the capital. The Hutchinsons must be on the guest list. Has Gloria not considered this? How will she face the Hutchinsons at the party?”
“But the Hutchinsons provided the proof of dissolution for Gloria’s previous mating. They were hoping she would re–mate. They’re compassionate and would wish to see Gloria find a new mate, someone argued.
“But she married Ulrik, who wronged Luna Adelaide. The entire Hutchinson family once followed Alpha Bentley. I doubt they’ve forgotten that,” Christine countered. –
She recalled how Gloria, at her mating ceremony, had compared her new wedding gifts with Adelaide’s.
Gloria had been smug, thinking her gifts superior.
Little did she know, Adelaide received numerous gifts that day, which made Gloria complain.
Christine didn’t believe Gloria and Adelaide could chat amicably. Even if Adelaide was kind, her polite words were likely for the sake of the Ironclaw Pack.
“On the day of the birthday party, you keep an eye on her,” Christine instructed an omega.
“Tad has just taken command of the military. I can’t let her actions invite criticism.”
“Yes, I understand. You can count on me,” the omega replied.
Adelaide had indeed invited the Hutchinson family.
Many of the Hutchinsons were royal wolf warriors or generals. Obadiah still served in the royal military.
The elder Hutchinson female was Obadiah’s wife, Genevieve. Other female Hutchinsons, having lost family in battle, rarely attended social events.
Military families bore pains incomprehensible to civilians.
Genevieve frequently attended social gatherings because her husband was still active, and her children were yet unmated. She needed to pave the way for their futures.
Her eldest son, injured in the Southern Border War, had a disabled leg and hadn’t found a suitable mate. Her second son had passed the wolf warrior certification and was preparing for higher–level military exams. Her daughter Zea, though not in a rush to mate, had several families already setting mating agreements for her.
Upon receiving the invitation, Genevieve planned to attend with her aunt, Sibyl.
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Sibyl was the mother of Gloria’s late mate. Genevieve had learned in advance that the Blackthorn Pack hadn’t invited members of the Bloodmoon Pack. So she felt reassured about inviting Sibyl.
Sibyl, long depressed over her son’s sacrifice, finally agreed to attend after much persuasion for the sake of her other children’s futures.
After quite a bit of persuading, Sibyl finally agreed to go.
Genevieve prepared gifts for Sibyl and planned to visit the Blackthorn Pack’s territory to celebrate Priscilla’s birthday. She wanted the children to experience a broader world.
March slipped into April, and Priscilla’s birthday approached.
Half a month prior, the Blackthorn Pack had already been bustling with preparations. In the garden, along with the flowers chosen by Priscilla herself, Adelaide had additionally planted bougainvilleas. Now, they were in full bloom, resembling magnificent clouds of purple and red.
Three performance troupes were booked for non–stop shows. The wolf pack’s chefs prepared delicacies rivaling the capital’s finest.
The feast featured eighteen courses, including rare ingredients and home–style dishes, with vegetarian options for Penelope, some Hutchinson members, and elder wolves.
Adelaide wore a pink dress with a chiffon jacket, her makeup subtle and her hairstyle trendy, adorned with amethyst and pink diamond jewelry–a picture of elegance.
Lance was in a dark suit with a tie and a pocket watch chain, handsome and authoritative.
Priscilla, in a gold–threaded floral gown and lightweight shawl, looked youthful at forty–two.
She dyed her hair specially for the occasion. She wore a red coral necklace with plump, fiery beads. Her head jewels were mainly rubies, and her earrings matched. In her left hair bun, she had a hairpin with a big pink diamond. All the jewelry was custom–made by Adelaide as a birthday gift for her.
Guests arrived one after another at the Blackthorn Pack territory, and the party was about to begin.
The weather today was exceptionally pleasant. The bright sunshine and the golden spots of light filtering through the branches created a warm atmosphere, uplifting everyone’s mood.
Priscilla sat on the sofa in the main parlor, accepting guests‘ congratulations with a smile.
Ralph was in charge of supervising the gift–receiving process. He carefully registered each notebook. He recorded in detail the gifts from each family. This was done to estimate the for future reference. When other families held events, gifts of equal value could be returned.
of the gifts in his
All the guests were important and had high–status identities. Each lady had dressed up. They wore bright lipstick and dazzling jewelry, showing off their noble and elegant qualities.
Priscilla, seated on the sofa with a forced smile, felt her facial muscles ache.
Glancing at Adelaide, she saw her handling the crowd with grace, her warm smile seemingly genuine.
Priscilla silently admired Adelaide’s poise and charm at such a grand event.
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