?Chapter 297:


    “Slow down… Your Highness, this is too intense…” My plea came between ragged breaths.


    Immediately responsive, yton gentled his movements, recing fervor with deep, iming kisses. As his warm tongue traced the shell of my ear, my body clenched around him instinctively, teetering on the precipice ofplete surrender.


    A fleeting thought crossed my mind—was someone watching us? But the whisper of doubt vanished as quickly as it came, drowned in the overwhelming need to feel ytonpletely. I pushed all worries away, focusing only on the heat of his skin against mine, the way our bodies moved together.


    A soft moan escaped my lips as I surrendered to the pleasure, to the exquisite fullness of having him inside me. In that moment, nothing existed beyond this perfect union, this all-consuming ecstasy.


    Makenna’s POV:


    On the morning after our passionate night, I awoke to find myself on the bed, feeling surprisingly refreshed. Everything around me was neat and in order—yton had clearly made sure I was well taken care of afterward. Thinking back on the wild and intimate moments we shared brought a blush to my cheeks and a smile to my face as I happily rolled around in the sheets. I had fully made peace with yton.


    Suddenly, a knock at the door pulled me from my reverie. A servant’s polite voice reached me through the crack.


    “Miss Dunn, it’s time to get up and prepare for the day. We have a hunt nned.”


    “Alright, I’ll be right down.”


    I tapped my cheeks topose myself, slipped into the outfitid out for the hunt, and made my way to the assembly area. When I arrived, the other women were already there, gathered in small groups, chatting andughing amongst themselves.


    Alice caught sight of me and shed a warm smile. She blinked at me teasingly. “Makenna, your cheeks are so flushed. You must have had a fantastic night yesterday, didn’t you?”


    Recalling the previous evening with yton, a rush of heat flooded my face. I hastily waved her off. “Oh, Alice, stop it.”


    Despite my attempt to appear nonchnt, a sweet happiness bubbled within me. It truly had been an unforgettable night.


    While weughed and talked, I couldn’t shake the odd sensation of being watched. Curiosity got the better of me, and I turned to look. Immediately, my eyes fell on Molly. She was standing a short distance away, her gaze fixed on me. Her expression flickered with a mix of emotions.


    For a brief moment, I thought I saw jealousy, but as soon as she noticed I was looking, her face softened into her usual demure expression, and she forced a cheerful smile.


    I furrowed my brow in concern.


    Molly’s behavior seemed strange. Was she truly here just as a cook? Or did she have ulterior motives?


    As I pondered this, Hayley made her way toward us. In her usual haughty demeanor, her high heels clicked sharply on the floor.


    Her arrival captured everyone’s attention, and she blocked my view of Molly.


    I averted my gaze and joined Alice as we waited for Hayley to reveal the day’s task.


    Hayley looked my way and cleared her throat. Her voice echoed throughout the spacious venue.


    “Today, each of you will join the hunt. You will go with the king, the princes, and other officials into the forest to capture your prey in preparation for the sacred ritual, honoring the ancestors of the werewolves tomorrow.”


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