Chapter 407
Third Person’s POV
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After leaving the Bloodmoon Pack, Adelaide immediately headed back to the Blackthorn Pack.
That night, Wendy reported several black–clad werewolves heading toward the Bloodmoon Pack.
Adelaide ordered the Blackthorn Pack to tighten security and had Paisley watch over Priscilla and Cedric.
She worried it might be a diversion. The Blackthorn Pack must stay alert. She headed to the Bloodmoon Pack herself.
As there would likely be fighting, she decided to handle it personally. This way, it would be easier to explain to Lycan Erasmus later and avoid involving Paisley and Avery.
After all, the authorities would definitely get involved in the investigation. With her status as Luna Adelaide, she could avoid a lot of complications.
Back at the pack, everything was calm.
Paisley and Avery approached quickly. “Any live captures?” they asked.
“The original captives were killed by Velda,” Adelaide said, putting down her dagger and sitting.
She was annoyed but knew Velda’s actions showed her fear.
“How’s the Blackthorn Pack?”
“All’s well,” Paisley frowned.
“Velda killed them all? Didn’t they need to be interrogated?”
“I’d disabled the invaders and Emerson had them bound. But before the Ironthorn soldiers arrived, Velda killed them,” Adelaide explained.
“This is a cover–up,” Avery said, leaning on an iron rod.
“Not Western Tribe werewolves, right?”
“Our kingdom’s werewolves,” Adelaide confirmed.
Western Tribe wolves were darker–skinned with prominent noses and deep–set eyes.
Adelaide was pretty sure this was Germain’s doing–kill Velda and leave the Western Tribe with no outlet for their rage.
This could spark a war between the two nations, giving him the opening he needed.
Adelaide recalled Dominic, the Western Tribe’s Lycan Prince, and his deep–seated hatred for the kingdom’s werewolves.
If he became Lycan King, the Snowdeer Town incident would become extremely delicate.
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Adelaide felt sorrow for her grandfather, who, past sixty, still guarded the Bloodscar Border and couldn’t return to the capital to enjoy his later years.
Typically, werewolf generals would retire by this age.
Adelaide understood Lycan Erasmus’s intention to promote young warriors.
But in recent years, there were truly few who could shoulder heavy responsibilities.
Erasmus had also stripped Lance of his command.
Lance, a once–feared general by the Western Tribe and the Dragon Ash Werewolf Kingdom, could have intimidated enemies if he held command.
In today’s peace, Tad suffices, but in war, he may struggle.
“Rest early. The case will likely go to the Capital Police. They’ll come for questioning tomorrow. Lycan Erasmus might summon me too,” Adelaide said.
She felt uneasy after the Bloodmoon incident and didn’t want to talk more, especially about Ulrik’s words, which she found both ridiculous and frustrating.
Fortunately, Lance had left the capital; otherwise, he’d be furious.
The next day dawned with beautiful weather. The rising sun painted the sky like a colorful silk ribbon.
Adelaide, already dressed, was about to ask why Cedric hadn’t arrived when Beata entered with breakfast. “Paisley took Cedric to school early,” she announced.
“So early?” Adelaide inquired.
“Yes. Cedric said he didn’t understand some lessons and wanted to ask the teacher,” Beata smiled.
Adelaide sat down, realizing she hadn’t asked Cedric about his lessons the day before. “Is the first day’s content so difficult?” she asked Beata.
“I have no idea,” Beata replied with a smile. “But I’m glad to see him so diligent.”
“He’s mature for his age and understands the responsibilities he’ll shoulder in the future,” Adelaide said, a mix of relief and tenderness in her voice.
In this world, whether in wealthy or ordinary families, true stability requires personal effort.
Relying solely on ancestral or parental privilege without striving could lead to idleness–or worse, recklessness.
Frostang raised no such idle werewolves.
Cedric was to inherit the Alpha position, and as the sole heir, he couldn’t afford to be useless.
After breakfast, Adelaide received the pack’s internal affairs team in the lounge.
Since she asked for only the essentials, the briefing concluded in about half an hour.
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“Let’s go see Priscilla. Enjoy this fine weather,” Adelaide suggested.
Priscilla disliked moving, preferring to lie down or sit.
As they left, Adelaide saw Paisley assisting Lynette, who carried a gift.
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