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Chapter 338
Chapter 338
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“Nothing else?” Gloria pressed, her gaze intense.
“Nothing” Sibyl replied, her heart heavy with disappointment.
The faint cry of ‘mother had been a mistake from the start, barely audible and forced.
“Actually. Alpha Ulrik isn’t what they say. He’s upright, like Eugene. They’re both…”
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“Stop!” Sibyl’s face twisted in anger. “Don’t you dare compare Ulrik to my son! Eugene’s letters from the front were filled with pleas for us to care for you. After mated with you, though you didn’t bear children, he never sought another breeder and said he wouldn’t. How dare you link him to Ulrik!”
Gloria insisted, “It’s true! The rumors are false. The mark on her neck flared red, her wild rose pheromones sharp with agitation. “Luna Adelaide spreads lies about him. She even orchestrated the garbage dump at our Bloodmoon Pack.”
Her claws partially shifted, nails breaking skin and drawing blood tinged with gunpowder. “And the garbage dumped on our territory last month? Her doing too.”
Sibyl turned on her heel, the Hutchinsons signature fir pheromones scattering like embers in a storm.
Her wolf ears flattened, claws nearly tearing her skirt.
She stumbled, pale as death.
Gloria’s words had struck deep..
She’d thought Gloria’s supposed ‘infatuation” with Ulrik was a farce.
But now, hearing Gloria defend Ulrik, comparing him to Eugene, Sibyl felt icy dread.
How could she compared Eugene to Ulrik, that guy with a bad reputation!
She sought out Genevieve, clinging to her hand to keep her composure at Priscilla’s birthday party.
Genevieve guided her back to the performance area.
Adelaide noticed and asked, “Not feeling well? Want to rest early? You can leave whenever you like?
“Luna Adelaide, I’m fine,” Sibyl said, her agitation masked by forced politeness.
“Let me walk you to the lounge, Adelaide offered.
“No trouble at all, Luna Adelaide, Sibyl declined.
Genevieve chimed in. The guests need you here.”
Adelaide agreed. “Just watch the show and clear your mind.”
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Her gaze flicked to Gloria, who quickly looked away upon meeting her eyes, her expression unreadable,
Adelaide had seen them talking earlier but knew better than to interfere–it was a family matter.
She’d invited the Hutchinsons sincerely but hadn’t expected Gloria to come along.
After a while, the male guests made their way to the garden one after another.
Although everyone was there to admire the flowers, they still maintained a certain distance from each other and did not engage in close contact.
Adelaide prepared to join them when she spotted omega Sophia approaching Lance, murmuring something.
Lance nodded and strode toward Priscilla, his presence commanding, pushing through the chatter. His brow furrowed, he seemed urgent.
Priscilla, deep in conversation with Madison, was unaware.
But it was fine. Paisley was there, observing from not far away. Given where she stood, she wasn’t too far from them.
Even with the noise, she could likely hear their entire conversation.
Adelaide’s gaze swept past the other guests and settled on Sabrina.
She was like a pale wisp of a shadow clinging to Wanda’s back, almost smothered by Wanda’s overpowering Lycan aura
Yet Adelaide’s sharp sense of smell caught the sweet, anxious undertone beneath Sabrina’s pheromones.
She was terrified–absolutely terrified–but her greed raged all the more fiercely.
Meanwhile, Lance marched toward Priscilla, his determined steps parting the crowd.
He radiated a steady, oppressive aura, like an invisible barrier that pushed back the noise around him. Guests instinctively moved out of his way.
With a furrowed brow, it seemed Lance urgently needed to speak to Priscilla.
As he was just a few steps away from Priscilla, something unexpected happened.
Just as he was steps away, Wanda, Sabrina’s “shield,‘ smirked and slid aside with uncanny speed.
Seizing Sabrina’s arm, she shoved her forward.
Instead of shrinking back, Sabrina inhaled sharply, raised her head, and cast off her timidity. Her face burned with desperation and fanaticism.
She did something that was equivalent to suicide and extremely blasphemous—she suddenly and fully released her mating pheromones without any warning
These pheromones were intense, sharp, aggressive, and seductive.
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They were like a public, malicious mental mark and a forced inducement, intending to establish a “link” with Lance in front of everyone and force him to lose control.
