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    “You really needed this, didn’t you?” Bryan sneered, his tone dripping with disdain as he resumed his brutal pace. His cock seemed to swell even more, and with each quick thrust, my body began trembling uncontrobly. He struck every sensitive spot with precision, leaving me dizzy and disoriented.


    My mind was a haze, words tumbling from my lips, lost in the fog of sensation. I could barely catch my breath, gasping like a fish stranded on drynd.


    I had no idea how much time had passed, but eventually, I reached my breaking point. I clung to his shoulders, my body convulsing as a powerful climax overtook me.


    Makenna’s POV:


    After a night of wild passion, my entire body felt like it had been ripped apart. When I finally opened my eyes, the morning light was already filtering through the curtains. I tried to move, but the sharp pain in my lower body and the overwhelming soreness made it almost unbearable.


    Bryan, that bastard, always found a way to torment me like this! Seething with anger, I nced over to see him sleeping soundly beside me. The urge to kick him out of sheer frustration was strong. But the thought of him waking up and subjecting me to more of his torment held me back. It was wiser to slip away while he was still lost in sleep.


    I took a deep breath, suppressing the wave of fury rising within me, and quietly dressed before tiptoeing downstairs. Exhausted and famished after Bryan’s relentless assault all night, I headed to the kitchen, hoping to grab a ss of water before making my exit.


    But as I approached the kitchen, I overheard a conversation between two servants that made me pause. Their voices carried through the air, and one of them sounded surprised.


    “You know, yesterday was the anniversary of Prince Bryan’s mother’s death. He’s usually a wreck around this time, but yesterday, he was surprisingly calm. It’s odd, don’t you think?”


    The other servant, busy with her tasks, responded, “Well, don’t you remember? The prince summoned a sex vest night. I guess he took out all his frustration on her.”


    The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Suddenly, Bryan’s strange behaviorst night made sense. His usual arrogance was reced with a rare vulnerability, a side of him I’d never seen before. For reasons I couldn’t fully grasp, a strange sense of sympathy welled up within me. Perhaps it was because, like him, I also grew up without a mother.


    As I stood there, lost in thought, the servants’ conversation took a different turn. One of them sighed, “You know, even though the descendants of Lycans are incredibly powerful, the cost is steep. The mother bes weaker after giving birth. It’s the…”


    Makenna’s POV:


    Same for all the princes’ mothers—they didn’t survive. Over the years, only the white wolf…”


    “Shush!” the other servant hissed, cutting her off abruptly. “Do you have a death wish? How dare you talk about that? The king has strictly forbidden any mention of it in the pce!”


    The kitchen fell silent, save for the faint clinking of dishes being cleaned. But I, who had been eavesdropping, was left with a pounding heart. My thirst forgotten, I silently slipped out of Bryan’s vi.


    So, once a mother carried and gave birth to a Lycan descendant, she became weak and died. Even the mothers of the princes couldn’t escape that fate. No wonder Leonardo was searching thend for sex ves and offering suchvish rewards. But the dark truth was clear: any ve who got pregnant might not live long enough to spend a single coin.


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