Third Person's POV
Velda paled, realizing it was just an ordinary wooden stick.
Clenching her teeth, she swung her wolf claws at Adelaide.
Her strikes remained swift and powerful.
Blocking with the stick, Adelaide seized the moment when Velda turned.
Gripping the stick in one hand, she pushed its tip with the other, sending it flying into Velda's abdomen.
As the stick fell, Adelaide's left hand formed a claw-like shape, and the stick, as if magnetized, shot back into her grasp.
"Wow!" the crowd gasped. "What is that?"
"How did she pull the stick from the ground like that?"
Paisley explained coldly, "It's the sheer aura of a powerful Alpha—it's not just any ability. You wouldn't understand."
Staggering backward, Velda's combat boots scorched the ground.
Uncontrolled, her scent gl
