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Others might not know, but Priscilla was well aware that Lance planned to bond with Adelaide.
“Eternal Night Lone Wolf?”
Isn’t this indirectly cursing Lance to an early death?
Though intimidated by Madison, Priscilla couldn't help but question indignantly.
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Madison's gaze turned cold, her wolf-head ring striking the table with a grating sound, “Priscilla, you don’t even
know the truth. What are you blabbering about? Did you seegive Airella the silver wolf-head
statue?”
Priscilla’s neck gland sweated coldly from panic. She instinctively glanced at Adelaide.
The silver-blue gleam in her wolf eyes, like the fangs of an ice-plain wolf, choked back her retort.
Madison shifted her glare to Adelaide, her pheromones erupting in sulfur-tinged fury. “I have no beef with the
Frostfang Pack’s Davis family. Why are you slanderingin front of everyone?”
“If you can produce that silver wolf-head statue, so be it. If not, it’s a malicious defamation, and I'll have you
blacklisted in royal circles!”
Surrounded by Lycan aura, she attempted to suppress Adelaide with royal blood.
But Adelaide merely chuckled, her cedar pheromones bursting like a blizzard. “Princess Madison's ‘gift’ was long
received by my mother. If guests wish to see it, they can visit the Frostfang territory. I'll display it on the
Frostfang altar.”
Her finger brushed the wolf-head dagger at her waist. “As for whether Madison gifted it, the carver from the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNorthern Peaks is still mining there. Verification is simple. After all, only you would bestow such a morally
bankrupt blessing.”
“Outrageous!” Madison slammed the table and stood, her pheromones nearly tangible with rage. “Are you
forcingto admit this? What about Eternal Night Lone Wolf? What about morality? | say your Frostfang Pack is
the one that's......"
“What's that supposed to mean?”
Adelaide stepped forward, her wolf claws extending three inches beneath her sleeve. “Are we heartless? Or
immoral? Countless enemy wolves have fallen to my family’s blades, but every kill was to protect the kingdom.”
Her voice dropped to a lupine growl, “Princess Madison, you enjoy peace in the capital, hosting lavish birthday
parties annually. My parents’ blood and sweat are part of that peace. As royalty, you show no gratitude to fallen
warriors yet spew curses. If this gets out, how can wolf warriors dare fight for the kingdom again?”
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This accusation of “disregarding sacrifices” hit hard. Madison's face purpled with fury, but she stayed
silent.
She roared instead: “Nonsense! Stop using this to oppress me. Unroll that scroll! Let's see if she’s cursedin
the painting!”
To Madison, Adelaide’s mention of the silver wolf-head statue meant the birthday gift likely held deeper
humiliation.
Most guests shared this suspicion.
Those disliking Madison sighed inwardly-Adelaide’s retaliation was justified but tactless.
Wanda could no longer contain herself. She snatched the scroll and clawed three white stripes down the silk. “I'll
unroll it! Adelaide, if there's a curse in this birthday gift, I'll make sure you pay with your life.”
As the scroll unfurled, gasps filled the hall.
On the half-meter-square canvas, a cluster of mountain ash bloomed quietly. The butter-yellow petals’ gradient
was exquisitely detailed, even the calyx fuzz was visible.
A realistic butterfly in the top-left corner seemed about to take flight.
The painting, with its soft colors and lively brushwork, blended realism and tension, clearly the work of a
master.
Art-savvy guests exclaimed, “Is this Craig's work? I've seen his Aster series at exhibitions. The technique for
depicting petal gradients matches perfectly! And the signature... yes, it’s Craig's!”
Rosemary's heart ached. She recognized the painting from the Bloodmoon Pack’s Packhouse study.
Seeing Madison's stunned expression, she regretted her actions.
Initially, they’d driven Adelaide away for Velda, losing a fortune in the process.
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Veronica's words settled the matter.
The crowd erupted in chatter.
“Using a forgery for a birthday gift? How shameless!”
“Better to send nothing than a forgery-it's an insult!”
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“But the painting's so exquisite... seems unlikely to be fake.”
“A forgery’s a forgery! How could Veronica be wrong?”
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