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A Female Alpha’s Revenge

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Chapter 202

Chapter 202

Third Person’s POV

Lance felt a stir in his heart. It was rare to see her so gentle.

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Looking at the two layers of gauze on his hand, he chuckled, “It's just a scratch, no need for all this fuss.” His

voice carried a hint of indulgence, an subconscious effort to ease the charged atmosphere.

“Why not?” She looked up, her amber eyes wide and shimmering like flickering flames in the candlelight.

“This kind of wound can get infected and pus-filled if not treated properly. I've been through it. Letshow you

my scar,” she said, extending her hand to reveal a half-finger-long scar on her wrist, now faintly pink.

“It was infected once. My wolf healing kicked in, but it left this mark. Your hands are so nice. It'd be a pity if you

got a scar... Well, you'd still look good,” she added, trailing off as if catching herself.

Lance’s wolf let out a cheerful whine at her concern.

With a teasing smile, he said, “What's the use of a man having nice hands?”

Adelaide replied earnestly, “It’s better than ugly,” her tone brooking no argument, as if stating a survival law of

the werewolf world.

He chuckled, his voice softening, “Then you might be disappointed. I've got plenty of scars.” His tone carried the

resignation of a werewolf warrior, where honor and scars are eternal companions.

Adelaide sighed softly, her fingers gently brushing the edge of the gauze as if sensing his warmth. “| believe

every scar on you has a story,” she said.

“And they're your glory,” she added after washing her hands, flashing a bright smile. “I've got my own glory

too.”

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“Are your wounds all healed?” he asked, recalling her battlefield injuries.

“Long ago. | take pride in them,” she said, dismissing the servants and ordering refreshments and coffee. “Ask

Mallory and the others to join us for coffee.”

Jasmine reported, “Beta Valentin has already invited them to the front hall for coffee. They'll head back soon.

Doctor Digby told them Cedric needs to sleep and they needn't wait. They said they'd return

tomorrow.”

“Good,” Adelaide nodded, visibly relieved.

“It’s better they leave. | have little to say to them and can’t just leave with guests around.”

Lance asked, “Does havinghere make you uncomfortable?”

“How could it?” she replied in surprise.

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“We're comrades-in-arms and soon to be mates. We'll be spending our lives together.”

She smiled again, “Besides, we were schoolmates. There's no awkwardness between us.”

Lance rolled his eyes, now a little uneasy.

The refreshments and coffee were ready. Adelaide poured him a cup. “I know you always say thanks aren't.

needed, but | must thank you. Without you, Cedric might still be with those people, a rogue suffering abuse,

scorn, and hunger.”

Her eyes welled up. “Mallory told me

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Her voice choked. “I can’t imagine Cedric dying silently and being thrown into the wilderness for stray dogs. I've

had that nightmare several times.”

Lance, unable to bear her tears, said

gently, “Don't think like that. Your

family must haye bok Watching over

headingto him. Otherwise,

among so many rogues, how would |

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have noticed and recognized him?”

She looked up, tears still on her lashes. “Anyway, I'll always remember your kindness. No matter what you ask of

Lance said seriously, “I don’t need you to do anything for me. If anything, | want you to live well, happily and

joyfully. That's what your family would want.”

She was touched, tears sliding down her cheeks. “Why are you so kind to me?”

Lance couldn't stand to see her like this, his heart aching.

Reminded of her battlefield resilience

and seeing her current vulnerability,

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Adelaide should have been moved, but she'd heard similar words before.

This triggered an unwelcmemory, one she couldn't suppress despite her efforts.