A Female Alpha’s Revenge (Adelaide) novel Chapter 780

Chapter 780

Chapter 780

Third Person’s POV

Since entering the dungeon, Velda had never shown such a weak side.

Lucas knew very well that once tomorrow’s negotiations concluded, Velda would inevitably be handed over to the Westem Tribe delegation as a sacrificial offering to extinguish the fires of war.

When that time came, death would be the most merciful gift; those bloodthirsty Western wolves would surely flay her love.

Out of a final shred of pity, Lucas made an exception and approved a meeting

Of course, it could only take place in the high–security depths of the dungeon.

A squad of fully armed soldiers escorted Ulrik to the lowest level.

The heavy iron door creaked open, the piercing screech echoing through the damp corridor.

rs quickly retreated to the perimeter.

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Chapter 780

Ulrik’s pupils contracted, his gaze turning wary. “What are you trying to do?”

“Listen to me,” Velda said, forcing her frantic wolf down as she spoke rapidly.

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“The Western Tribe’s fangs are aimed at me and the Doyles. You have zero value to them. They don’t want your life, and with Lytan Erasmus shielding you, you’ll definitely survive! At worst, you’ll be kicked out of the Legion for a while. Being tossed out of the center of power right now is actually a lucky escape for you!”

“What are you getting at?” Ulrik’s heart hammered unevenly.

“Save me.” Velda lunged at the iron bars, a greedy hunger for survival burning in her eyes.

“Those Western rogues won’t give me a quick death. They’ll drag me back and use the cruelest silver–poisoned tools to torture me until I die screaming, just like their Crown Prince!”

“And that gives us a perfect window! Once the delegation’s prison carriage clears the capital’s defense lines, you find a way to bring soldiers and hijack the transport!”

Ulrik stared at her in shock, as if looking at a lunatic.

“You went through all the trouble of changing your testimony to protect me… just so I could come and save you?”

Velda shook her head, a cold smirk playing on her lips.

“No, how could I bear to drag my Alpha down? I named Alpha Zander as the mastermind so you wouldn’t be involved at all! it was your own weakness that made you confess everything! I never wanted to hurt you. Even at death’s door, I still cared about what’s left of our mating bond and fought to keep you alive!”

She suddenly thrust a blood–stained claw through the bars, grabbing Ulrik’s shoulder.

Her half–ruined face radiated pure spite.

“If you hadn’t been a coward and confessed, they couldn’t have pinned the lead charges on me! Ulrik, you did this to me! So, you must save me!”

“You overestimate me.” Ulrik looked at the stranger before him, her face distorted by madness. He felt as if he had never truly known this she–wolf.

“Even if Lycan Erasmus spares my life, I’ll be stripped of my rank. How does a wolf with no command hijack a prison carriage?” Velda yanked him hard against the bars, pressing her mouth to his ear. She whispered several names and a specific route.

Ulrik’s pupils shook. He recoiled violently, as if pulling away from a viper.

“You… you’ve been planning this escape route since the beginning?”

Velda pulled back her hand, looking at him like he was trash.

“If I didn’t plan an escape, was I supposed to just wait for death? You pathetic idiot–if you’d shown even a shred of concern for your mate, if you’d looked at me just once, you would have seen what I was doing! I’ve scoured the national military maps, running every escape route through my head until I found the one blind spot where the defenses are weakest!”

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