StartNovelChapter 546 A Worthy Name
Tessa nodded, eyes misting. “I didn’t want to meet them with someone else’s mark still on me. And | didn’t want
your family to know I'd once been tied to another man like that... But it’s over now. It’s all behind me—
“Over?” Landon suddenly shot to his feet, the pressure in the room dropping as his rage surged. The ferocity of
the wolf clan radiated from him, barely restrained. “After everything he did to you, you think it just ends here?”
Even Flex was thrashing violently in his mind. “Landon, let's go to Yalvaria right now and tear Nathan apart!”
“Landon!” Tessa grabbed his arm and shook her head firmly. “Don’t go. If you do, you'll only spark a war between
our clans. He's not worth it.”
“Not worth it?” Landon turned toward her, the red in his eyes still vi want his life for that.”
“He made you suffer for five years. |
Tessa stood on tiptoe and pressed her hand to his tense jaw, forcing him to look at her. “I know how much you
care. But there’s no need. For me, breaking the blood bond was enough. He doesn’t deserve a single piece of my
life anymore.”
She smiled softly, her fingertips brushing the corner of his eye. “If you started a war over him, or got yourself
hurt... that’s the only thing that would maketruly angry.”
Besides, if there was revenge to be taken she would take it herself.
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Now that the bond was gone, there was nothing holding her back anymore.
Landon stayed silent for a long time. Gradually, the hostility around him faded, though his jaw remained
clenched tight.
He said nothing, but the frost in his eyes said everything detail.
he wouldn't forget. He'd remember every last
Tessa knew he hadn't truly let it go, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she changed the subject and swayed his
hand in hers. “So, can | finally meet your family now? Grandpa's been wanting to meet them for ages.”
Landon’s expression softened. He gently rubbed her ring finger, his voice low. “Givea little more time. My
dad... still needs sconvincing.”
His father was a traditional Alpha, always wary of white wolves. To him the hierarchy of the clan - and a threat to
order.
white wolves were unruly
outside
Landon couldn't let his father treat her with suspicion because of her bloodline, and he definitely would let her
suffer a single slight.
dub
“What kind of girls does he like?” Tessa asked curiously.
Landon lowered his head and kissed the top of hers, voice steady and certain. “Doesn’t matter what he likes. |
only like you.”
Tessa broke into a smile, the last traces of gloom finally lifting from her heart.
That's right as long as he liked her, what else really mattered?
In the end, they settled on meeting Landon’s father next Saturday at noon.
When Walter found out, he immediately called Tessa back to the Sinclair family home.
The old man rummaged through his camphorwood chest and pulled out a silver-gray dress. The hem was
embroidered with the exclusive Frostmoon Pack totema
erent moon set into a wolf's head
in silver thread by the pack’s most skilled embroiderer over the course of three months.
crafted
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“Tessa, try this on,” he said, handing her the dress, a subtle nervousness in his tone. “We're not as powerful as
the Nightshade Pack. We don’t have much, but we can’t lose face either.”
Tessa ran her fingers over the totem, the silver threads cold to the touch. “Grandpa, what are you doing? You're
making it sound like we're going to war.”
“This is more important than war,” he sighed and pulled her to sit beside him. “The Nightshade Pack is the
backbone of Montedra’s wolf clans. Landon’s father is notoriously domineering. To them, we Frostmoon wolves
might not even be worth mentioning... But listen - even if his father gives you a hard time, you hold your head
high.”
. He gripped her hand tight, knuckles turning white. “You're the pride of the Frostmoon Pack. You're an awakened
white wolf. You're not anyone’s subordinate. And if they really make things hard for you, we won't marry into
them. I'll take care of you myself.”
“Grandpa...” Tessa’s nose stung. She didn’t need anyone to take care of her anymore, but her grandfather's
stubborn love never failed to move her.
“I understand. Don’t worry - | won't shthe Frostmoon Pack.”
Walter looked at her, eyes red now too. “I just worry that you're too good at holding things in. That you'd suffer
in silence to keep others from worrying. But remember - if the sky falls, Ill hold it up for you. If it comes to that,
we'll throw everything we have at them. But | won't let anyone disgrace you.”
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