A Female Alpha’s Revenge (Adelaide) novel Chapter 891

Chapter 891

Third Person’s POV

Paisley sat next to Sidney, purposefully angling her body away to avoid making eye contact with Germain.

Germain, completely unfazed by her avoidance, leaned closer and started a conversation with her.

“My route back to Hudson City takes me right past your parents’ place, Paisley. If you’re up for it, you’re more than welcome to travel back with me. You’ve been in New York for so long-it’s a great chance to go home and visit them.”

Paisley gave him a frigid, sideways glare, her words clipping through gritted teeth. “Thanks for the generous offer, but I don’t have any travel plans right now.”

Germain didn’t miss a beat, letting out a low, amused chuckle.

“Fair enough. But what about a greeting card or a small gift? I’d be happy to drop it off for your father- though I suppose I’d need to know what he likes…”

That hit a soft spot. Paisley had spent the last few years bouncing around out of town on her own whims, rarely coming back, and she knew it had been far too long since she last saw her father.

That stubborn, proud old man probably missed her terribly.

No cold refusal this time, she looked up at Germain. “I want to write my dad a card.

“Give me a minute. I’ll run upstairs and prepare

it.”

Germain waved a hand with a practiced smile. “Oh,/no need to rush. Just finish it tomorrow and have someone drop it off at my pack before we roll out/We aren’t leaving for a few days yet-besides, I’m sure you have plenty of catching up to do with Sidney right now.”

Adelaide tracked Germain’s every micro-expression, a sneer curling the edge of her lip.

This disgusting, lecherous male. Did he really still have designs on Paisley?

Paisley wasn’t an idiot, of course. She caught the thinly veiled manipulation behind Germain’s words. Her eyes flickered as a thought crossed her mind, and instead of getting angry, she smiled at Germain sweetly

“Sounds like a plan.”

Adelaide frowned.

A second later, her voice exploded inside Paisley’s head over their mind link. “Paisley! Have you lost your mind?!”

Paisley completely ignored her.

Lance, too, watched the way Germain’s gaze practically plastered itself to Paisley’s skin, a nauseating wave of revulsion rising in the back of his throat.

He couldn’t wrap his head around how deeply twisted and desperate this bastard was. Germain actually thought he could claim Paisley as his mistress, using her as leverage to force her parents into falling in line behind his faction.

As an alpha himself, Lance knew exactly what kind of filth was swimming behind Germain’s calculating eyes. Politics and leverage were only half of it, the man looked at Paisley with raw, possessive male hunger.

Son of a bitch!” Lance cursed inside.

To shield Paisley, Lance waited out the polite window of the meeting before abruptly inventing an urgent pack crisis, smoothly ushering Germain and Sidney toward the front exit.

Walking them out past the main pack gates, Lance tossed out an offhand, casual question.

“So, Alpha Germain, when do you officially head back to Hudson City?”

“Three days from now. Everything’s locked in—I already filed the transit manifest with Lycan Erasmus.”

Germain exhaled a long breath of relief the second the words left his mouth.

He had been afraid to leave New York all this time, worried that any wrong move would draw Erasmus’s suspicion.

Fillished

“We’ve been hunting down leads on Germain’s elite high-tier welf warriors for months, and we’ve got zero to show for it. Even the seemingly ordinary omega servants in his pack possessed extraordinary combat skills. If you waltz in these alone, you’re going to put yourself in danger. I am not exaggerating.”

“Fine, fine. Your word is law, I’m staying put,” Paisley chirped.

Her unnerving, instant compliance didn’t reassure Adelaide for a single second; it only made her panic

more.

“If I catch even a hint that you’re planning a covert op, I swear to the Moon Goddess our friendship is officially over, do you hear me?”

Paisley burst out laughing.

“Understood, loud and clear, Luna Adelaide!”

As fiery and chaotic as Paisley could be, there was only one wolf in the world Paisley would never dare provoke: Adelaide.

Adelaide was always the gentlest toward Paisley, but once someone crossed her line, no one could predict what this gamma was capable of.

So, for now, Paisley decided it was better to behave and not push Adelaide’s buttons.

Meanwhile, down the hall in the main study, the atmosphere was a thick, suffocating wall of dread. Lance and Caldwell were locked in a meeting to discuss their next move, the heavy musk of two stressed-out he- wolves’ pheromones hanging dense and stagnant in the air.

Germain’s upcoming departure to Hudson City didn’t catch Lance off guard-if anything, it confirmed what they had suspected for weeks.

Despite all their resources, their intelligence network had hit a total brick wall regarding the Blue Abyss Pack. Not a single scout could locate where Germain was quartering his private army of high-tier mercenary wolves.

Several groups of agents had been sent out, but none of them had managed to locate where those mercenary wolves were hiding.