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Third Person’s POV
Skye sat there stiffly, her fir pheromones crystallizing into frost in the air. She remained silent throughout
the event.
Yet, deep down, she was filled with anxiety. Being at the Frostfang Pack headquarters inevitably reminded her of Airella’s past kindness toward her.
The silver–wolf–pack totem mark on the back of her neck suddenly itched–it was the Moon Goddess’s blessing that Airella had branded her with years ago. Now, it burned like wolfsbane.
After Airella’s death, Skye had treated Adelaide so poorly.
When Adelaide arrived with Cedric, Skye’s wolf ears flattened sharply.
The silver cedar pheromones released by Adelaide carried the Alpha’s inherent aura, causing the unhealed temporary mark on Skye’s.neck to break out in tiny red rashes.
Though Adelaide’s gaze was gentle, it was indifferent, as if she no longer considered Skye family.
“She’s looking over here,” Luna Skye’s wolf tail curled into a ball under her skirt, her fir pheromones turning chaotic.
“Back when Ulrik and Velda were so favored by the royal family, the Silverlight Pack’s pheromones were as weak as a pup’s whimper. What could I do?”
She wasn’t unwilling to help Adelaide. It was just that the Silverlight Pack had always been insignificant, and she was powerless.
Besides, she wasn’t the only one who hadn’t helped.
As for the gifts she sent to Melinda being returned, she still felt justified.
On the day of Melinda’s mating ceremony, she, a rejected she–wolf, brought gifts and was met with hostility, as if she were a harbinger of misfortune.
Who could have predicted that Adelaide would end up mating with Alpha Lance?
“I brought Melinda to apologize,” Skye bit her palm, her fir pheromones tinged with self–justification.
“Why is she still holding a grudge?”
After the exhibition concluded, Lycan Erasmus and the Royal Council members left the tfang Pack in high spirits.
Other guests also bid farewell. After today, the Frostfang Pack’s status was unshakable.
Even Lycan Erasmus had personally attended, showing great respect.
As Skye left, she felt a twinge of dissatisfaction.
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Adelaide had sent paintings to Priscilla but hadn’t given her a single one .
Since the buyers were Lycan Erasmus or Council members, and Alpha Howell wasn’t present , she , as a she wolf, couldn’t very well compete with the men.
But receiving a painting was one thing; Adelaide should have gifted her one to signal reconciliation.
Yet, until departure, Adelaide only nodded and said, “Farewell.”
Skye forced a smile. “Take care.”
Mrs. Voss accompanied her as they descended the stone steps.
Mrs. Voss, known for her bluntness, noticed Skye left empty–handed and asked, “Luna Skye , why didn’t Adelaide give you a painting? You’re her aunt.”
Skye’s fir pheromones turned sour. The temporary mark on her neck broke out in red rashes.
Her wolf claws dug into her palm, tearing the velvet skirt.
Mrs. Voss realized her mistake and hurriedly left.
In the carriage, Skye’s wolf claws bit into her palm. She was seething with discontent.
She should have attended Priscilla’s banquet with Melinda and then come to the Frostfang Pack.
If Melinda were there, Adelaide would surely have gifted her a painting.
Her wolf ears drooped under her veil, her pheromones carrying a whine like a pup’s. “Her Moon Goddess. necklace could blind these jackals…” As the carriage rolled over the snow, she noticed the blood wells on her palms healing at the werewolf’s speed.
Now, reduced to a laughingstock, Mrs. Voss had merely voiced the doubts others hid.
Though unspoken, many likely judged her for being an unfit aunt, for not aiding Adelaide during her mating bond dissolution.
How could they know her dilemma?
Everyone assumed, as Alpha Howell’s Luna, her life was glamorous.
But Alpha Howell’s timidity meant they both endured humiliations.
In truth, she’d always envied her sister Airella.
Airella’s sons were all brave and capable. Though they died in battle, their heroism liv.
Their legacy ensured that the Frostfang Pack’s descendants would have a secure future.
But Airella’s family massacre was unexpected.
The Western Tribe wolves were blamed, yet Skye feared lingering threats. If she helped Adelaide , would the Silverlight Pack become a target?
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Selfishly, she’d stood by, just as others would have.
Back home, she summoned Melinda and wept.
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“How could she snub me so? I’m her aunt! Does she think I want her paintings? She didn’t even mention them. It’s heartbreaking. I used to care for her, hold her as a child. She’s forgotten my kindness.
“Today, in your absence, their gazes mocked me. I feel like a lifelong joke. As a Luna, I’m overshadowed by the spouse of a mere government official. In every aspect of life, I must be discreet. My husband’s cowardice embarrasses me. No wonder Adelaide disdains me.”
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