?Chapter 207:


    I ate slowly, savoring the familiar vors of the food, which I suspected yton had prepared himself.


    Touched by his thoughtfulness, I was about to express my gratitude when yton asked me a question. “Makenna, how did you manage to hunt a brown bear?” His eyes sparkled with curiosity and a hint of admiration. “That’s something very few she-wolves could achieve.”


    I hesitated briefly but decided to stick with the excuse I had.


    “The bear was already injured. I just happened to be in the right ce at the right time.”


    “I see…” yton nodded, considering my words.


    A flicker of apprehension crossed my mind. yton was perceptive, not as easily deceived as Alice and Lily, and I wondered if he bought my exnation.


    To steer the conversation away from further scrutiny, I shifted topics. “But how did a brown bear end up in the hunting grounds? The servants said there would only be small prey.”


    A predator like a brown bear should not have appeared in such an area. It suggested someone might have manipted the assessment to ensure I failed. If not for the strange surge of strength I had felt, I might not have survived.


    yton’s expression grew serious. “Brown bears usually reside deep in the forest. It’s unusual for one to appear where your assessment took ce. Don’t worry, my father is taking this seriously. He’s dispatched investigators, and we should have answers soon.”


    It seemed like a deliberate act…


    I clenched my fists slowly, a suspicion forming in my mind.


    I managed a bitter smile and shook my head. “There’s no need for an investigation. I have a suspicion about who might be behind this.”


    yton looked at me, intrigued. “Who do you think it is?”


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    Suppressing my inner anger, I spoke the name clearly and deliberately. “Bryan.”


    Makenna’s POV:


    yton’s surprise was palpable as he processed my usation.


    My fists clenched tighter as I recalled Bryan’s threats that morning and the sheer desperation I felt when facing death in the hunting grounds. Any gratitude I had once felt for Bryan’s previous assistance had vanished. Who else but Bryan could have orchestrated such cruelty? Who else had the power to release a brown bear into my designated area?


    I could scarcely believe his malice—wanting me dead simply to stop me from seeding.


    Was it because I refused to remain by his side that he wished me harm?


    A cold fury gripped me, and I forced a bitter smile at yton. “He threatened me this morning, saying he hoped I wouldn’t pass the assessment—”


    Bang!


    Before I could finish, the door to the ward was violently flung open.


    The door mmed against the wall with a resounding crash, startling both yton and me. We turned to see Bryan storming in, his face dark as a thundercloud.


    “What are you doing here?” yton’s demeanor shifted instantly. He sprang to his feet, cing himself protectively in front of me.


    Bryan’s presence only fueled my rage and a deep, indescribable heartbreak.


    Tears brimmed in my eyes as I red at him with scorn. “Your Highness, did you fail to finish me off in the hunting grounds ande here toplete the job?”


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