?Chapter 151:


    Makenna’s POV:


    Bryan arrived!


    The guard’s words sent an icy shiver through my veins, the chill creeping up my spine like a phantom’s touch.


    Visions of the torment he inflicted on me wed their way back into my mind, haunting me with the ferocity of a nightmare.


    Panic rose in my chest as I looked at yton, my hands clutching the knife and fork, trembling uncontrobly. No, I couldn’t let Bryan drag me back into this nightmare. The thought of being recaptured and brought back to Bryan’s clutches was unbearable.


    “Don’t be afraid, Makenna,” yton said, sensing my fear. He gently held my hands to steady them. “Finish your meal. I’ll check outside.”


    In a state of desperation, I clutched at his sleeve, my words tumbling out in a disjointed jumble. “No, Your Highness. I can’t let you face danger because of me. Maybe… Maybe I should go out instead.”


    I knew Bryan hade for me, and I didn’t want to drag yton into this mess.


    yton’s grip tightened reassuringly. “No, Makenna. Stop worrying. Eat your food. I’ll take care of everything. Don’t be scared.”


    “But…” I hesitated, still clutching his sleeve, my heart racing and my mind a chaotic storm.


    I was terrified Bryan would drag me back to his vi, to endure more torture, and equally fearful that yton might be harmed or embroiled in a confrontation with Bryan.


    What was I supposed to do?


    yton leaned in, cradling my face in his hands, his gaze intense and sincere. “Remember, I’m part of the Lycan Royalty. Even if I have to confront Bryan, I won’t back down. I promise, he won’t take you away again.”


    His earnest look took me by surprise, and tears welled in my eyes.


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    Why was yton being so kind to me?


    He ced a gentle kiss on my forehead and whispered, “Don’t worry. Stay here. Nothing will happen to you while I’m around.”


    Unable to hold back my tears, I nodded vigorously. “Okay. I’ll wait here.”


    yton’s smile was warm and reassuring as he ruffled my hair before heading out.


    I sat at the table in a daze, watching him leave, my heart a whirlwind of mixed emotions.


    Part of me was grateful for yton’s protection, but another part was consumed by the dread of Bryan’s unexpected visit.


    The thought of being recaptured and returned to Bryan’s vi filled me with terror.


    Moreover, I was anxious for yton’s safety. Bryan was a lunatic, and I feared for what he might do to yton.


    “It’ll be okay… It’ll be fine…” I murmured to myself, trying to calm my racing heart. I picked up the knife and fork, but despite the appealing appearance and aroma of the food, my appetite had vanished.


    After a moment’s hesitation, I decided to sneak out.


    I couldn’t let yton face Bryan alone. He was in this predicament because of me, and I couldn’t just hide away and do nothing.


    I slipped outside and found refuge behind therge banyan tree in the vi’s courtyard. Its thick branches and trunk obscured mepletely.


    From my concealed position, I could see what was unfolding outside.


    Peeking around the tree, I saw Bryan and yton standing face-to-face not far from my hiding spot. The tension between them was palpable, the air crackling with unspoken conflict.


    A shiver ran through me at the sight of Bryan.


    Despite my fear, I steeled myself, hiding behind the tree and straining my ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.


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