HappyNovelChapter 11
Adelaide’s POV
After talking with Beata, she prepared afternoon tea for me.
The glass container held homemade vanilla ice cream, its sweet scent mingled with fresh blueberries Beata had
just picked.
Our shadows on the basalt countertop were shattered by the loud crash of iron armor.
“Adelaide!” Ulrik's howl made the starlight chandelier above tremble. “How long do you plan to keep up
this farce?”
“Beata,” | said, watching the melting ice cream-a three-hour labor of love from Beata-slip down the counter,
“clean
glass. Ulrik and | need to talk.”
Once Beata’s footsteps faded upstairs, | looked up at the Alpha, his hackles raised. “Want to discuss Shaman
Digby?”
Ulrik’s slit pupils burned crimson. “How dare you?”
up
the
| smirked, unleashing my wolf's aura.
Why sh
1? Maybe the Tenar family should ask why the most reputable shaman, Digby, refused to treat Luna Rosemary.
His contract clearly states-If the employer dishonors the healer, the contract may be voided.”
“Stop playing innocent!” Ulrik’s wolf claw hovered inches from my nose.
“I know you lied to Digby to stop him from treating my mother-all to sabotage my bonding with Velda. But this
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won't work.”
He unleashed cedar pheromones, thick with Alpha aura. “Adelaide, | warned you-1 won't be threatened. You
scheming she-
wolf!”
“If I'd known you were this manipulative and cruel, I'd never have let you becBloodmoon’s Luna. | must've
been blind.”
| lunged forward, my nails elongating into sharp points that pressed against his throat. The height difference
forcedto look. up at him, my former mate.
But the pheromones released from my glands were as cold as ice spikes piercing his pores. “If you hateso
much, why won't
you reject me?”
Ulrik’'s Adam’s apple bobbed, a suppressed wolfish howl caught in his throat-this question seemed to have never
crossed his
mind.
“What?”
| enunciated each word clearly, “I said, since you hatethis much, why won't you reject me? Because you
can’t. You claim: Velda’s your true mate, yet you won't sever our bond. The Moon Goddess forbids two mates-so
why cling to me?”
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Ulrik froze, at a loss for words.
“Nyour reasons,” | pressed, “or | will. ‘Failure to nurture offspring’ sounds good-or how about ‘endangering
family health“? Your mother’s failing wolf spirit is tied to your poor choices.”
Ulrik’s chest heaved, cedar musk soured with sulfur-a sign his pheromones were fracturing
His fingers absently rubbed the Bloodmoon sigil on his sleeve, fresh blood seeping from palm abrasions.
“I won't reject you,” he growled, Alpha rumble laced with exhaustion. “Ask for anything else, but leave my
mother out of this.”
“Coward,” | said clearly.
“Rejectingbrings you no benefits-only risks. The Lycan King’s warriors respect my father’s legacy. You fear
being branded heartless-and losing his loyalists.”
Ulrik’s face darkened.
| continued, “You want Velda to
satisfy your wolf and your heart, yet
demand a future. tot But you dant
hayeit M Frostfang may be
weakened, but it stands on its
own-without Bloodmoon's charity.”
“You underestimateand overrate yourself,” | said.
He crushed the sigil in his fist, metal edges carving deeper into his palm.
I'd struck a nerve.
“You don’t need to lecture me. Velda and | bond by the Lycan King’s decree. Nyour price-I'll agree.”
“No price. | want nothing from you.”
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wolf while our bond’s unbroken. Expectto smile at that?”
Ulrik snarled, “Then don’t blme when | take this to Lycan Erasmus. Your defiance’s treason.”
“Feel free to try. You can also seek out Luna Rosemary,” | said coolly.
“You think | dare not?”
“Goodbye and good riddance.” | couldn't care less.
“Don’t regret this!”
The door slammed so hard the wolf-head carvings shuddered, leaving scorch marks from his residual
pheromones.
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