All Chapters of A Female Alpha’s Revenge: Chapter 781 - Chapter 790

Third Person's POVVelda wasn't the type to just roll over and die. In her mind, being a homeless rogue was still a hell of a lot better than being a cold corpse.As long as she was still breathing, she believed she'd get a chance to show her fangs again.If the Northern Kingdom didn't have a place for her, some other territory would.She just had to stay mean and stay alive.Ulrik stared at her like she was talking in her sleep."What good is memorizing an escape route? Do you have any idea how many soldiers the Western Tribe brought? Hundreds! They have sixty or seventy elite guards alone. Me going in there as a lone wolf to bust you out isn't a rescue—it's a suicide mission.""You won't be alone," Velda said, her lips curling into a smirk. "Blackthorn will clear the way for you."Ulrik's breath hitched."Since I'm already in their hands, I'll find a way to make them demand Alpha Zander from Lycan Erasmus as a sacrifice to end this mess," she said, a malicious glint in her eyes."Th

Third Person's POVCaldwell quickly wrapped up his briefing, summarizing the recent movements following the Palace banquet, specifically the suspicious shifts within the Blue Abyss and Silverlights.The moment the report ended, Klein turned his gaze toward Lance."None of that matters right now. You're the Alpha heading the negotiations tomorrow. Everything depends on whether your fangs are sharp enough. Now, get out and go to sleep."Lance knew better than to argue with an order from Klein.He stood up immediately, but as he reached the door, curiosity got the better of him."You said Mentor Irene blew up the courtyard—how did that actually happen?"Caldwell began signaling frantically for Lance to shut up, but Lance wasn't looking his way."She was playing with that dangerous alchemical powder. It got out of control. It went off," Klein answered, his face an unreadable mask."Wait," Lance said, sounding surprised

Third Person's POVThe Northern officials were willing to offer formal apologies, gold, and mineral resources for the Snowdeer Town massacre. However, their primary goal was to secure a chance for a fair hearing rather than facing the tens of thousands of Western troops currently massed at the border.The Western diplomats distributed the parchment dossiers regarding the Snowdeer Town incident.Included were numerous gruesome eyewitness accounts—the truth as reconstructed by the Western soldiers who had been captured alongside the Crown Prince and later managed to escape.The civilians of Snowdeer Town had not been entirely wiped out; survivors hiding in cellars and snow pits had witnessed the hellish slaughter firsthand.In these documents, the identity of the late Crown Prince was scrubbed, using the alias "Rowan" instead.But Lance and Elias knew the truth: "Rowan" was actually Crown Prince Lucian.As Lance and his team read

Third Person's POVPrincess Helia led her exhausted team out of the Protocol Hall and back to their quarters.The Northern officials, however, didn't leave. They stayed behind, locked in a heated strategy session for the next round of talks.Cyrus joined the discussion, pointing out a critical red line."We absolutely cannot agree to the third condition regarding food supplies. The Western Tribe suffered a brutal winter last year, and their army is starving. If we send them those rations, we are literally feeding the enemy so they can better attack our own soldiers on the battlefield!"He paused, adding firmly, "Furthermore, Lycan Erasmus has made it clear: there will be no retreat from our current border lines!"After speaking his piece, Cyrus left, feeling a sense of relief. Lance's performance at the table today had given him the confidence that the North's interests were in good hands.Meanwhile, in the cold, damp cells of the Roy

Third Person's POVLydia shook her head frantically, her voice trembling."I really don't know! The moment I handed over the herbs and gave her the message, she kicked me out of the room."She stopped, a sudden realization hitting her as she gasped."Wait! I remember now... later, when I went back into her room, I smelled something burning. In the ashes of the fireplace... there were some charred scraps of parchment that hadn't burned all the way through!"Christine locked eyes with her, pressing for more details until she was satisfied nothing was missed. She finally leaned back and gestured for the guards outside to enter.Just then, the door swung open and Gloria walked in, her voice trailing a string of complaints."What on earth are you investigating? I'm the Luna of the Bloodmoons, and you won't even tell me the truth! Now all the omegas are hiding and slacking off—there's no one even making dinner!"Christine ignor