A Female Alpha’s Revenge

Third Person’s POV

“I heard it was approved. When I went to the palace a few days ago, Clarissa said Germain would arrive in the capital in a few days. The Blue Abyss Pack’s villa in the capital has also started renovation, Priscilla said.

The inevitable always comes to pass.

Lance sat for a while before getting up. “I’m heading to the palace to report. I’ll be back later for dinner. By the way, where’s Zelda?” he asked.

“She went out with Alger,” Priscilla replied.

Since the mating was set, the wedding would take place in a few days.

They could stroll around as they pleased. There was no need for constraints.

Lance said nothing further, glanced at Adelaide, and left.

Adelaide inquired, “Has Zelda’s personal property and post–wedding items been packed and sorted?”

“Everything’s been taken care of. Susan and Ralph have been handling it. I haven’t been idle; there’s a list,” Priscilla assured her.

“Have you visited the princess’s villa?” Adelaide asked.

“Not personally, but Ralph has. He checked it out,” Priscilla responded.

Adelaide felt it was necessary to visit and suggested, “Since we have time, why don’t we take Paisley and go take a look?”

“A villa’s just a villa, nothing special to see. Clafissa will have the butler manage it,” Priscilla said, reluctant to go out in the blazing sun and risk harming her skin.

But seeing Adelaide’s expectant expression, she relented. “But a visit might be good. We can check if any furniture is missing and prepare in advance. We can’t rely solely on the butler.”

Zelda’s villa, situated in the capital’s most bustling noble district, was a hub for the elite, just three or four miles from Court Street.

Conveniently, it was also a short half–hour walk from the Blackthorn Pack’s territory.

Unwilling to walk far, the group took a carriage.

The villa already had servants assigned by Clarissa, busy with cleaning and gardening.

The garden was lush with flowers, the lake crystal–clear, and the gentle stream soothing to

oul.

Zelda’s suite, named “Zelda’s Hideaway,” featured high–end oak four–poster beds and comfortable lounge chairs, all crafted from fine wood.

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Priscilla looked around and commented, “Many wedding gifts are furniture, but this place is already well. equipped. No need for more.”

Adelaide replied, “Since it’s on the gift registry, we might as well send it. The mansion has plenty of space

“The materials you chose were top–notch. It’d be a waste not to use them,” Priscilla mused.

After a moment, she suggested, “Actually, Alger has his own villa here and occasionally stays. Perhaps we

should send the furniture there instead.”

Given Zelda and Alger’s close bond, they would likely live together post–wedding, making separate residences merely a formality.

Adelaide proposed, “Maybe we should also prepare a guest room for you, Priscilla, so you can visit Zelda conveniently.” noveldrama

“I’d rather not. If I don’t live in the Blackthorn Pack’s territory but in my daughter’s villa, that wouldn’t be right,” Priscilla said.

Initially, Priscilla hadn’t been close to her children.

Zelda’s affection had bridged that gap.

Zelda often chatted and hugged her, warming her heart with her presence.

Over time, Priscilla’s maternal instincts had been awakened.

Reflecting on the past, Priscilla remembered giving birth to Lance while still enjoying the pampering of family and her older sister.

However, once she became a mother, attention shifted to the newborn.

She had complained about the pains of pregnancy and childbirth, but such grievances were deemed natural blessings.

In the royal court, women were forbidden from lamenting the suffering of childbirth; they had to endure in silence.

She had confided her discontent to Clarissa, who had flown into a rage and severely reprimanded her.. The scolding had terrified Priscilla and made her realize her selfishness.

Despite this, she gradually adapted to her role as a mother.

Zelda’s birth hadn’t instantly filled her with joy. It was Zelda’s dependence and affection that had truly kindled maternal love.

As for Lance, though not unloved, his growing sternness made him distant.

Adelaide was different–more like an older sister, doting on and protecting Priscilla.

In the pack, Adelaide ensured Priscilla had no worries. Thus, Priscilla preferred living with Adelaide.

After the festivities died down, everyone returned home.

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Eugene walked through the door, and Sibyl’s tears wouldn’t stop. She wept over and over, hugging her son, almost fainting again.

Amidst tears and comfort, they finally sat Sibyl down and began to talk properly.

The Hutchinson family had few young men left; several had been lost.

Eugene’s return brought solace to all.

He greeted the elders one by one, and others dabbed at their eyes.

After catching up on the past years, Sibyl took her son to her room for a heart–to–heart talk.

There was something she needed to clarify with him.

Once in her room, Sibyl dismissed everyone. Looking at her son, the scene still felt unreal to her.

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