Chapter 197
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Third Person’s POV
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At the Moon Goddess altar, Elder Halsey prepared to reinstate Cedric’s name in the clan records.
Yet, skepticism lingered among some wolves.
They saw Cedric as frail, struggling to link him to the legendary Frostfang lineage.
“I don’t believe he’s Randall’s son,” a wolf declared loudly, disdain evident in his voice. “Adelaide found some little fraud and expects us to swallow it.”
“Randall’s son should bear the Frostfang Pack’s silver fern gland mark. This pup’s got nothing but a scar— clearly a rogue.”
The speaker tugged his collar, the wolf–head bracelet on his wrist glinting coldly in the moonlight. “Adelaide’s parading a rogue around, thinking we won’t smell the landfill on him?”
Elder Halsey’s wolf claw suddenly crushed his pen, splinters scattering at the doubter’s feet.
His cedar pheromones, laced with pine, erupted—a roar of authority that ignited the altar’s candle holders. “The Davidson family’s records are written in wolf’s blood. Your filthy words won’t stain them,” he thundered.
Adelaide’s face darkened. Her wolf ears flattened, and her pine–scented pheromones turned icy—a prelude to her fury.
Her aura surged like a tidal wave, thickening the air in the room with tension.
Her fingers trembled slightly, her claws already beginning to harden.
She pulled out a yellowed photo from her pocket–a childhood picture of Adelaide, Cedric, and Randall. All three of them beamed with joy.
She thrust the photo at the skeptic, her voice trembling with restrained rage. “You say he doesn’t resemble Randall? I’m here. I’m Randall’s sister, raised with Cedric. I’d know my own nephew.”
The wolf took the photo but suspicion lingered. “Photos can be faked, Alpha Adelaide!”
Her fury erupted. Claws fully extended, she raked them across the table, leaving deep grooves.
Her oppressive pheromones pressed down on him. “Think I relish your doubts?”
Other wolves intervened. “We’re all descendants of the Davidsons. Must you resort to force?”
At that moment, Cedric’s patience snapped.
Gentle by nature , the accusations ignited his wolf spirit.
He unleashed a surge of pheromones–faint yet undeniable.
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The display startled even Elder Halsey, who turned to regard Cedric with newfound respect.
“This is our family’s pheromone. Cedric is a true Frostfang. No doubts allowed.”
The room fell silent. No one dared challenge further.
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Cedric’s return meant there was no need to recruit new members from the family for the Frostfang Pack.
The previous candidates had not met Adelaide’s approval.
Elder Halsey was relieved that no selection had been made last time; otherwise, the mixed reactions might have caused trouble.
Halsey quizzed Cedric extensively, but the boy, unable to speak, communicated through writing.
Beta Valentine reassured the gathered that Doctor Digby ensured Cedric’s recovery, albeit in time.
Halsey reminded the assembly that safeguarding Cedric’s interests was paramount to preserving the Davidson legacy.
The Davidsons, a clan of traders and landowners, understood the stakes.
Their fortunes were intertwined.
Adelaide, backed by the formidable Frostfang Pack, deterred any would–be bullies.
Halsey’s words resonated deeply.
The Davison family’s unity was evident, and Adelaide, having endured the tragedy of losing loved ones, found no real malice in their hearts.
Cedric absorbed every detail.
Once a mere child with no say in Frostfang affairs, he now sat in awe of the family’s resolve and purpose.
A sense of familial duty began to take root within him.
Though unclear on his exact role, he grasped the importance of integrity–of honoring his late father and brothers.
As October approached and the air turned crisp, the Pahari family showered Cedric with clothes and fine furs.
They prioritized his needs and offered assistance for Adelaide’s upcoming mating ceremony.
Ivy approached Adelaide, saying that regardless of whether their help was needed, their willingness to assist was precious and should be acknowledged to put them at ease.
Adelaide, touched by their kindness, allowed the Paharis to contribute modestly, preserving their dignity.